"In that moment, that day, that week, this whole year... I don't know if any other word would have touched me and resonated so deeply"
I only recently made the connection that my photography is also an outlet, and it is theraputic in its own way as well.
If you’re up early enough to watch an entire sunrise, you know it’s not just flipping a switch. It’s an event.
I'd go from being sharply focused and on point to having the mental focus of a squirrel on caffeine combined with the memory of a goldfish with a concussion.
Somehow, these words can have a monumental impact on someone the author will never meet, due to time or distance or both.