THE WORLD AND EVERYONE WE HAVEN’T KNOW

On the streets, in the museum, on the river banks, in the woods, underground. We meet them everywhere. We don’t talk to them, we just watch them doing whatever they are doing. We don’t ask ourselves what they are thinking or what their lives are like. We just like those moments and capture these. Because we want them in our memories. And maybe those people are not strangers. Maybe we know them in other lives. The woman in front of the news-stand could be our mother. The homeless man could be our husband. The girls in the lunch break could be our sisters. Maybe someday we know them again in this life or the life after. But right now we miss them.