“A Moment of Reflection…”
The message was in the dust; I caught the image on the phone. Downloaded onto the computer, tweaked in the native programs, it developed into a something else. What I started with and the finished project, don’t quite match, but that’s not really a problem. As stated before, it’s not a big deal when the stated objective and actual destination don’t match.
So I paused, and I was caught in the reflection, and it doesn’t just say, “Te Amo,” but it includes a name, “Xavier.”
Outside a coffee shop in El Paso, last weekend. No idea what the real meaning is. Was. Is.
More free-stylin’, micro-content:
One word: drought.