2.15.2010

Day Forty Six

How pure is reflection?  How do the ripples of life alter it?  How does the eye of the beholder distort it?  Write of a character examining his or her reflection, either in clear view or that of the subconcious?  Does this scrutiny lead to joy or sorrow, to action or regression?
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  1. AnonymousFebruary 16, 2010 at 6:21 AM

    whoa! this is just pure "breathing space"! what an incredibly beautiful photo. and what a perfect way to start my day. nsh

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