Rushing cool air, I can almost smell it as it passes through, my head is SO full of it at times.
The edges are so sharp, things are so defined…
the body is filled with energy.
BREATHLESS, ALIVE.
again!
I had a mild stroke in mid August 2012, I couldn’t talk, half of my body was lame and it took some time for things to heal. The above words describe for me the sensation of my brain coming back together again after the injury.
I am currently busy with my BA Honours degree in Media and Cultural Studies and continuing with my life as a social documentary photographer…
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