Sunday, January 5, 2014
Fleeting
It was roughly 32˚F outside when this shot was captured. Inside, I felt the sharp layers of warm light and cold space as I walked into different areas of the house. I sensed that this was akin to the act of transiting through wormholes, traveling in and out of multidimensional fields. Fancy, but I was actually just glad to find brightness arresting the surface of my windowsill.
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