You can't be in the moment when you keep trying to get a picture of it. It doesn't stand still. It is a moment and like all moments it is here and then it's gone. If you are lucky enough to take a picture of it, then you have a picture. But you're not in it. You've missed it. It's not coming back or stopping for anyone, not even you. Sometimes, we don't need photographs. Let's leave our cameras at home, and get out of the house the way we did back when we were children. No artifice. No false anticipation of reward. Let's be wide-eyed instead of fish-eyed. Let's live through this beautiful mess of a place, rediscover it all over again. Let's go through experiencing lost keys, sunsets, broken teacups, the Eiffel Tower, the birth of a child, fireworks, kisses, cherry-popping, island-hopping, rule-breaking, making everything even (oh especially!) love without having the weight of anything but the lens in our eyes. It is all we really need. Eyes to see. Us to be. Life is for living, let's leave photography for professionals and let's be amateurs in life together, okay? No picture can make up for how this feels.
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