A silent street in Tokyo.
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Silent street
tokyo
The light at the end of the tunnel
No matter what, there’s always light at the end of the tunnel.
Worries and sadness don’t last forever.
Wishes
I wish… I wish… I wish… From time to time I need to remind myself that “wishing” isn’t enough and just like that I (mentally) kick myself to do more and move more and not just wish for things to happen.
Time and trains
Do you ever feel like you’re always running but in the end you don’t get to catch the last train home?
Because, well… I do. It’s a tiring situation in which moving forward and getting somewhere are quite opposite ideas.
Plain photo
This photograph isn’t particularly beautiful, or especial, or has a stunning perspective … either is edited in some avant-garde way, but it is really important for me, as it represents the final way of a wandering day in Tokyo.
What if we just take / show photographs that we love instead of images of what the world might like? Can you imagine?
Stillness
I haven’t had much time lately, or maybe I should say that I haven’t had much time for the things I love. Kind of nonsensical, don’t you think? I mean, why do we (in general; me in particular) leave the things that we love to do for the last moment? Or is it only me??
From time to time it’s ok just stop worrying about everything and relax, feel free to create whatever you want to create and not looking the clock. Just being swept along.
Asakusa in orange
I usually take / edit my photos in a not-a-very-special way … most of my photographs have the same edit, some in black and white, but generally the same. Maybe it’s because I fear missing something or forgetting about what I saw, but the thing is that I hardly ever do unusual edits (at least, unusual for me)
But sometimes things like this happen:
And I couldn’t love it more.
