Recently, not the way planned, I am in commute. Could have been anyone, yet right back where I came from. There is a bliss, a knowledge, that I miss of a commute. Photographing it today made me realize I need to write a story book called Traffic.
What I love about commutes is you see and experience character. Each in their element, true self, and emotions of the day past and present. I will not only be looking to photograph out the window, but take note of the time spent by us and reflections.
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