Just Another Day?

When it is cold outside, rainy and the clouds are so hazy that the fog has become a part of your every breath- I close my eyes and suddenly I am transported back to a time when, well it wasn’t this hard. My life has become hectic and confusing.
Proust talks about the little moments, and I cherish them. 

I love my job, and what is wonderful about my job is my life is slowly being documented frame after frame… Well at least what is inspiring me in my life at that moment. 




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