Blood-red eyes, a forearm against the light, meetings and deadlines to attend. Mouths to feed, cars to buy, doctors to pay. And politics. We built an empire around the fear of making a mistake. Life in a cubicle: A keyboard for my hands, a screen for my brain. I thought it would be different.
One time, on the lake, with the sun setting behind the mountains, and a kayak gliding over the water, I tried to cast a net around the moment, keep it from escaping, tried to live in there forever with the fish and the smell of fire.
Photo credit: Fabian Mohr
You so wonderfully captured the feeling of both environments in beautiful contrast!
Ahh, the crispness of something unrelated and detached from the daily grind of making a living…that is reward!
Very well done. A great message that millions dream about.
Absolutely brilliant
I can relate.