We are moment hunters. Firmly grounded in the present. Walking through our days in search of memories and smells and tastes of times past. Photos remind us of details forgotten touch felt tears grief secrets whispered explosive laughter and joy. The sunset guides us into the truth of tomorrow.
Hues of pink and orange and blue. In the morning, we begin again. With these memories held in our hearts and the anticipation of new moments to savor on the horizon.
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