regrets and questions

what's the rush?

looking back, that's what i keep muttering under my breath.

why the rush?

take a moment, compose the frame, take a step back, experiment, find the most beautiful moment, angle, light.

must've been that good ol' friend mr sommer again, tapping me at the heel urging me to keep moving moving moving.

just because in paris everything is beautiful doesn't give you the right to just point and shoot at random.