Photographic providence in colours, that is all.
Sometimes I wish I cared for actual human interactions more. I am constantly in awe of people who are at ease with making small talk with
other people strangers because I’m pretty sure that if I just learn how to say “Hi, how are you?”, I’d be surprised with what I’ll know about people. Maybe they’re downright mean, but maybe they’re only waiting for someone to talk to. I’ve always dreaded the latter more, which has probably deprived me of many a lost narrative out there. Compelling tales never told, secrets shared to someone else instead.
I try. But more often than not, I just make do with made-up stories about people in my head. Heehee.
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