C A P T I V A T E D .

Drops of water splashed on her as cars sped past, one after the next, decorating the street with fireworks. The person who would’ve spiked in anger at the driver, disciplining from afar, was now fighting herself. Right now, her mind was occupied with fireworks of it’s own. Numb but alive, she stood still in the rain. Questions. Conclusions. Scenarios. One after the next. Just like the rush of car wheels, turning over and over again on a quest to reach their destination.

Photographed by Ftsee.

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