mmmm.

stop here. close your eyes. breathe.

i'm going to sprinkle this moment with salt.

a freeze frame before the deluge. but you're going to have to trust me and close your eyes, otherwise its going to sting. you're going to get all watery and the blur will ruin everything. i can't take that chance, not today.

if we get this right we can come back to it in a thousand hours. a thousand days. a thousand years.

then, all the colors, they'll be the same. sharp and bright, everything true. nothing will fade. the rest of it, it doesn't have the will anymore to matter. just perfect preservation. our memory.

see?

i had to fake it for a while, but i think i'm ready now.