in order to re-become, you must die first. deleting photographs is like experiencing the whole story again, you remember every little detail. I guess it is one of life’s greatest mysteries, the medicine is found next to the poison.
I came to realise how strongly engaged I was, engaged to the moment, so deeply present that I can say all the stories I am now deleting.
The thing is that the most significant ingredient of each photo, each memory, even while being invisible, was us.
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