how do people walk around like this?

Perspective is everything. I'm soaked in memories. Thinking about joy and moments stranded in time. Events that occur in solitude to be called back in memory, but never built upon in action. Thinking about the gifts that we give each other. And the meaning of a gift. And not expecting a return. The joy of offering oneself completely and fully, if only for a moment. How much easier it is to do that for only a moment than for moments and moments and moments that link together, creating a month, a decade, a life.


photos by kris nelson