
Why is it that our memories fade and blur like shadows of what has been, and only moments of passion and pain remain vivid in our minds?

Why is it that our memories fade and blur like shadows of what has been, and only moments of passion and pain remain vivid in our minds?
Oh I love this, Mimo – excellent! Adrian
love everything here
Gorgeous photo and caption 🙂
love the concept!
That melancholy moment when you realise that your memory has become just a memory of a memory!
What an interesting self portrait. The end of day(?) colours make this feel kind of melancholy – as is your question…
Yes, Karen, end of day with a glorious sunset as it is often on a clear day in New York. Memories tend to carry melancholy with them, don’t they?
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