Droplets of rain somehow drains my energy away, so imagine what downpour would do to me.
Gazing at the pictures on my tiny cubical, hyper-jump to re-visit the moments of that sunny July day. Sizzling hot day, holding a camera doubled the size of my hands.
Feeling the heat beating on my skin. A short crash course and went on shooting pictures.
The pictures taken by me were not as wonderful...but remembering the moments of what my visual can see beyond the lens was even more beautiful and interesting.
From nowhere a snail shell was picked up by him. The lushes green grass against the earthy mosaic shell, contrast all that washout tomb-tablets and having a wonderful sun shining over it our heads. I only manage to hear *click click*, the camera went off. With the details now hanging against the grey partition of mine boring cubical.
To think it would be more interesting to shrink into a mini bunny and walk right into the empty shell (must be empty else will be eaten by the "slug"). Before the shutter goes *click click*, popping out that bunny head and giving a big smile & wave frantically in front of the lens. What would the eye behind the lens feel?
Remembering that moment being more than real from a different angle.
Its not just the short 20 minutes shared.
-= A liTTle Crazy worLd =-
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