Weekly Photo Challenge: Vivid | Notes and Drafts
Reading Time: 1 minute To me, holding a camera feels like searching for a reminder of those real and metaphysical places that you pass by like a passenger. Because it's not nylon that holds the camera to my body, it's nostalgia. It's that sweet pain that comes before the shutter closes on a flooded river, and reminds you of a place eight thousand two hundred and fourteen miles away.
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