Towards the end of September, I wanted to bid farewell to summer because I wasn’t ready to welcome autumn. This photo feel like a farewell to summer for me, which is why, when I looked at them, this sentence came to mind: “When do they get old?”
this hand
this life
this heart
open doors
closed eyes
touching life is beautiful, but catching it is sometimes hard
open the doors
set the birds free
feed the crows
but most of all,
this life
this heart
open doors
closed eyes
touching life is beautiful, but catching it is sometimes hard
open the doors
set the birds free
feed the crows
but most of all,
feed yourself
