when.the.world.blurs,.emotion.sharpens
She sat alone behind the glass, mid-sentence, mid-thought — mid-something I’ll never fully know.
The gesture could’ve meant anything: surprise, a sudden memory, an unsent kiss. The moment was gone as quickly as it appeared, but for a fraction of a second, everything aligned — her gaze, the reflection, the pause in the air.
It’s not a sharp photo, technically. But that’s part of its truth. Some moments don’t come in focus — they arrive in a blur, in a rush, in the hush between words.
And sometimes, that’s when they feel most real.
Olympus OM-D E-M5 Mk.II
M.Zuiko 45mm/f1.8
when.the.world.blurs,.emotion.sharpens
She sat alone behind the glass, mid-sentence, mid-thought — mid-something I’ll never fully know.
The gesture could’ve meant anything: surprise, a sudden memory, an unsent kiss. The moment was gone as quickly as it appeared, but for a fraction of a second, everything aligned — her gaze, the reflection, the pause in the air.
It’s not a sharp photo, technically. But that’s part of its truth. Some moments don’t come in focus — they arrive in a blur, in a rush, in the hush between words.
And sometimes, that’s when they feel most real.
Olympus OM-D E-M5 Mk.II
M.Zuiko 45mm/f1.8