A life in Blur

I recently read someone's blog about having a hard time looking in a mirror.  That, when he looked in a mirror, he saw a shell - the outside to what felt he truly was inside.

And, I've recently started feeling a connection to pictures slightly blurry.   Not worried about the details, blurry to me means action, a life, a story, a snapshot of seconds in an adventure.

The focus, the details, shouldn't be on us.   The story an image tells should be just that - our actions - our story, our interaction and impact we have on the world.  In the end, in the bigger 'picture', THAT is really all that matters.