When I say "I gonna go" for the 8,000th time, I find the daily is to repeat events that will never be the same as before.
A flower which blooms beside a telegraph pole,A shopkeeper who wipes down the vending machine every morning,A water bottle that is left behind in the park,Or me and you.
While seeing that it is not exactly the same, why do they "repeat" ?
The answer is there.
That's why I can't help staring at what "repeats".
Born in 1997
Stopping at a casual scenery in everyday life. Stopping and staring blankly, as if somehow drawn to you. It is a photograph that makes you think comfortably about why you look at it.