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Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Blog 36: Balanced

I felt different. Like I was wearing nothing but that was not the case. I was weighed down by all of my heavy photographic equipment, not that I felt it. I was weightless, unburdened by my baggage and not sure why.
Detachment was close to the appropriate word but not enough. I felt not elsewhere but alternate. I wished I would feel like that forever. Blissful, Balanced. Not up or down but in a state of perfect equilibrium. Was I standing with closed eyes before the face of death or was life itself finally prising my eyelids open? Could both be accurate? Is that even possible?

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