10 Apr 2022

Strange to think of how these strings intertwine. Eating blueberry donuts, watching a kid’s birthday balloon float improbably high into the sun, little tail swirling behind it. I want to pause that infinite moment, to push the present back into the past.

A man stands on a pier overlooking a bridge and the skyline of downtown Manhattan. It is a cloudy day. He holds a to-go cup of coffee and a yoga mat, turning to face the camera.

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