Cold and raw. The way it undoes for us what took us so long to put together...to be afraid to cry because it's confused by everything but what it is.
The lost look of a family member who after making so many mistakes and being in the home stretch gives us some belated sympathy.
Passing through the same streets where we grew up but now seeing them flooded with stories we'd rather not see.
It is easy to close your eyes and believe that nothing has happened, when in reality everything happens.
I find myself in every movement I make and every place I look.
Those are things that are appreciated and that's all we have left.
Let's make the world a place full of moments that are worthwhile and that when we are asked
-So what could you have done differently?
We have no answer for it, because we are right, because we do not hurt, we do not manipulate, we do not depend, we do not limit...and the best, because we love.
///For a spiral it is always difficult to belong somewhere, to fit in spaces, to be in voids. Forgotten and to forget, to be remembered.
Photography by Michael Dietrich
