Phantasmagoric

What would life be like, were I to be blind and deprived of my sense of sight? I grew up reading in the middle of the night by the moonlight, which might explain why I started wearing glasses at a rather young age. Nonetheless, I am thankful that I am still able to visually appreciate the sites and sights that lay before me in my travels, and to bring them home through photography.

Phantasmagoric

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