I take pictures of most random things
at the most random moments
where I believe life is most humane:
My coffee cup on a random day
when the foams look
nothing like how it was yesterday;
When a bird flies across the same gentle breeze that caress my skin;
Colors and texture of my paint palette today.
To think that this exact moment
will never really have a tomorrow
makes me want to hoard
even the simplest of moments.
Have I finally become attached to life
or still trying to belong somewhere?
– Rtr. Michelle Perera
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