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RE: One photo every day: Frozen (265/365)
When you sit and think does it pour down? Or maybe gravity doesn't work and it pours up.
But the truth is much scarier. It's frozen. Like my heart.
I wonder when I will start feeling again, the everyday routine became like an unstoppable accelerated motion on a city camera, where you don't see any details, but can only vaguely see the coloured lines.