But So Full Of Life | 2.11.21

Stillness abounds, this strange forced stillness that’s locked us all down for nearly a year now. We miss the winding roads of the far away, we miss the exhausted bodies exploring vibrant cities. I look at photos like these, taken two years ago now, and I wonder where the year between went. I wonder what happened to all the time, all the adventure, all the mystery. It’s a hard thing waking day after day to the same routine, the precise day you just lived, but we are lucky to wake, day after day. I see us in this photograph, and I

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