Behind closed windows

It’s been a gloomy day; rain has been pouring like the deluge since last week; this morning we had a couple of dry hours, just about the time to have a more bearable funeral for my husband’s grandmother. I’m with very mixed feelings about this, sadness, blank contemplation, motionlessness. Life after the lock down has been nothing but annoying, distressing and plain fucked up. I’ve been reading a few books during the past few weeks, I’m not very productive, photography speaking, but out of all this chaos, some new connections are slowly emerging. And maybe, just maybe, I’m getting a little better at waiting and managing patience.

Model – Miriam.

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