I Wonder.

I wonder why I forget how important it is to wonder.

I wonder why sometimes the aim and click of a camera gives credit to the wonder that my soul already knows is so important.

I wonder why I took pictures of so much yellow this week and painted with so very little.

I wonder what i’ll find tomorrow.

I wonder.

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I live in hope.