Twice as wet
London, ON, April 2009
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I had spilled a tiny bit of water on our apparently waterproof tablecloth, and because I'm not like a normal person who would simply clean up the mess, I felt the need to instead reach for my camera and create a brief record of my clumsiness.
I don't know whether there's any significant - or even insignificant - message in this scene, and I'm not entirely sure there even needs to be. Sometimes, it's enough to be moved sufficiently by a transient scene to remember the simplicity of the moment. Because in the end all those little moments have to add up to something, right?
Your turn: Do they?
