Clouds and an open expanse make me feel free, Even if I felt otherwise. Just looking at their purity and obvious beauty makes my soul shudder and leave my body, placed within many Photos. Creating a nostalgic buzz when I revisit certain artists or images, These feelings cannot be contained in words other than joy and bliss.
Joy and bliss of my soul, my true self, without any spacial awareness or consideration for my surroundings other than those of myself placed within the photo.
Forever seeing, Forever living, Captured in a film grain, Eternal bliss.