Hello, old friend.
It has been some time.
The forgotten has become familiar.
Once far removed, trapped beneath buried memories and willful disassociation.
Then, it felt like now–or at most, just yesterday.
Hope you have been well.
I’ve been living.
It hasn’t been great.
It’s been magical.
Captured this image, of a scene from a bridal shower, on the surface of a bar island’s mirror. If the floral decor were subtracted, this would possibly play out to be a regular gathering. So, I appreciate that certain accessories can reveal details into the essence of an occasion.
February.
Utah is kind of gorgeous.
They are storing up enough energy to make their way down to Mexico. They didn’t ask if I wanted to join; so, I’m still here.
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