Polaroids |k.jm.

»the sun«

There are the rainy days and the sunny ones. He liked the second more. Because then through objective of his old polaroid camera he could see all beauties of this world and capture them. He lived his days fullfiling his dream to cathch the moment and have it in his hand. Being able to see the sunrays dancing around the half dead leaves in foggy morning air wasn't enough for him. He wanted to look at that image whenever he wants. Even when the park turns into an emptiness of white snow and cold wind he wanted to see the sun in dead leaves or the first spring dawns awakening. When he sits in his cold,small stuffy room those memories of beautiful moments filled with glimse of happiness will warm up his heart.
Even now he was trying to catch those sunrays that will warm up his room and heart at winter when he will be sitting in empty room with empty stomach and fireplace.
One click and smile spread across his face.
One more and smile became wider.
One more and the magic was gone. The leaf landed on the ground and created another beauty by fitting into a beuatiful carpet that covered whole park.
Distant sounds of children screaming and dogs barking could be heard at surface of his eardrums but his mind couldn't concentrate on them. Not untill he heard the sound of high heels ringing on wet asphalt,and known rithm of steps coming into his direction.