lightning strikes the sea
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Vancouver, 2002.07.02
I couldn't believe my timing with this. Despite the copious noise, I love it.
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twenty-eight years and a million words
I couldn't believe my timing with this. Despite the copious noise, I love it.
Collections containing this photo.
Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.
—Margaret Lee Runbeck