Shared Memories...


Be careful not to try and document everything in life. Especially with cameras. Yes. I know I'm one to talk. But there must always be a balance of tangible physical memories and true visceral memories. Some things are only meant to be seen. Heard. Smelled. Tasted. Felt. And exist only in cherished memories locked deeply and safely away. Not in our brains. But in our hearts. To be carefully and tenderly taken out once in awhile and delicately unwrapped in warm and loving recollection. Like a precious keepsake. I'm serious. I'm not making this stuff up...

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