Remystification

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I remember a time when I was close to the ground, willingly distracted by things deemed simple: the fur of my dog, raindrops, shadows, each clearly divine to young eyes, pleasures that made the world good.

Now I live adult complexities. Days are spent in boxes of isolation: the automobile, computer, television, sometimes my own camera. Time brought demystification, the world is not always good.

These photographs yearn for a season that has passed and strive for remystification.

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