The last photograph of the day. No editing, just the last frame. This is easier than having to choose a darling. Like a last thought before going to sleep or the last smile exchanged with a loved one before boarding a train it is what matters most. It stays with you for a moment or longer. If it is the last one and there is no next one it even might stay with you for ever. And so tonight I remember all the last times. The last time I saw you, the last time we talked, the last time I hurt you, the last time I was this or that. I remember the last good times and wish for the bad times to only last one last night. (at Saint-Guénolé, Bretagne, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5tUqAhhyDw/?igshid=sr739jsmreq9













