There sits an old man on a bench at the local park. No one notices, no one cares, no one knows. His mind drifting he remembers days of old, days long gone past.
Nearly every morning I try to go for a walk along a beaten track that follows a creek bed quite close by here. At 6am it is beyond peaceful, it’s rejuvenating and inspiring as the sun rises over the horizon or when the fog gives the path a surrealistic outlook.
“When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls!”
Everything has its wonders, even darkness, and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. – Helen Keller
“The unexamined life is not worth living.” — Socrates