Wednesday, February 22, 2012

love and a blind man

Sometimes I get to thinking the briefest of loves are like this scene in Amelie. Quick and magical as though time is completely without and to one party it's experiencing another form of life. To the other it's an expression of raw joy and happiness in need of an immediate spread.

And then it's over. And what you take with you is a brief moment in time, and another perspective.




That's all I have to say right now...

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