Our photographs, to contemplate. To become part of something else. Without comment. And later. An email. A montage. A sequence. Our photographs now. Those old photographs. This augmented memory. Seeing experience.
Earlier I was vaguely thinking about how I define experience. I started with my here and now; this iPhone, pen, cup, notebook, writings, music, clatter, table, light, reflections. A photographs frames what I see. I sense so much more. I feel I could be here sensing for ever, infinite, until the sense empties into everything, weird. I loop back on my thought, try to reason rather than reflect. I imagine experience. The experience itself was different from thinking about the experience. Everything is part of the experience. I see everything is experiencing and I'm part of that. I experience seeing.
Time to awaken. To walk into the rain, experience the rain, with the raindrops experiencing me.