I was not me.


“I was not me.” – Three Short Moments in a Long Life by John L’Heureux

2 thoughts on “I was not me.

  1. I love the lack of scale. It could be barnacles on a small rock or seals on an island in the sea.

    I am a rock comes to mind.

    Provence is warming and beautiful.

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