 | There is a specific kind of silence that comes with a divorce: a 'crossroads' where the path behind you has closed, but the path ahead hasn't quite materialized. I wanted to capture that feeling of being caught in the middle. The stationary figure is the 'me' that has to sign the papers and pack the boxes. The blurred figures are the 'me' that gets to start over. It’s scary to be the only thing in focus when the rest of the world feels like a dream you’re still waking up from. [link] [comments] |
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