I feel really cold now. I used to never feel cold. Or at least I didn’t worry about it. But today, I held the paper from the printer and it was so warm to my touch, it felt like it was keeping me toasty and safe as I stand in a frigid world.
I’m sure the paper wasn’t trying to tell me anything.
Photo - N
Words - S
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This shot reminds me of my old job, the one that resulted in medication, drinking, life upheaval, feeling that maybe everything was over and I had gone as far as I ever would and the rest of what I had left would be menaingless time. Luckily that was not correct. I still have a small part of me at that place, but the connection feels about how this old newspaper looks. One day it'll fade completely, but I won't be sad at all.
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