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It has reached a point where l see everything as a photograph. Walking down Canal Street, I mentally nudge a performer's head just a few inches to the left. I warm the light on an upturned face. There's blue drama when earrings stroke a proud cheek. Norman Rockwell chuckles at a corn-fed toddler with a finger jammed up his freckled nose.
Everything is significant. Everything is noteworthy. It's not even a memory. But somewhere, it might be a photo.
Oh, and today, I'm thirty-one. Meh.
Everything is significant. Everything is noteworthy. It's not even a memory. But somewhere, it might be a photo.
Oh, and today, I'm thirty-one. Meh.