Wandering. Wondering. Forgetting. Lost. I’m the transition. Paused. Gripped with desolation. Being watched. Watching. I’m the dream. The scooters laughed. The cars coughed. Like a song on repeat. Hearing, but not listening. In chorus the cacophonies seemed to say Have A Nice Day. Buzzing. Changing. Adapting. Staring…into the future..an abyss. I’m the street.
Man photographed in Shillong.