I really don’t want life to be that experience of driving the car from A to B and arriving at B not remembering or experiencing the drive. At times it is, but I try to wake up from the dream and see the now which of course is the only time that is. It is where beauty is.
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Which is why beauty is fleeting. Fleeting from A to B...
Nice composition on the top image... puts you at peace.
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