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A Place Called Home
Everyday this flag goes up, every night she comes down. Sometimes she struggles to get up that old ratty homemade pole, catches here and there, but in the end she flies no matter what. And without question this old flag will keep doing just that.
And that's what matters.
On an off topic I think I have been awaken from my stink of a slump. It ceases to amaze me that during the initial phase of a new life chapter I tend to make misery of it. Well, I'm not throwing in the towel, not giving in to the incessant mental incapability of the world around me. A place called home is nothing more than what you make of where you stand.
And that's what matters.
Afghanistan. October 2010.
NOTE: Got about 10 Iraq images which will be posted in the next week or so. I have far too many that haven't seen light. There is no excuse for such thing.
A Place Called Home
Everyday this flag goes up, every night she comes down. Sometimes she struggles to get up that old ratty homemade pole, catches here and there, but in the end she flies no matter what. And without question this old flag will keep doing just that.
And that's what matters.
On an off topic I think I have been awaken from my stink of a slump. It ceases to amaze me that during the initial phase of a new life chapter I tend to make misery of it. Well, I'm not throwing in the towel, not giving in to the incessant mental incapability of the world around me. A place called home is nothing more than what you make of where you stand.
And that's what matters.
Afghanistan. October 2010.
NOTE: Got about 10 Iraq images which will be posted in the next week or so. I have far too many that haven't seen light. There is no excuse for such thing.