15/05/2026
Maybe life was never meant to be understood.
We spend years trying to figure everything out.
Trying to control people, moments, feelings, outcomes.
Trying to hold on to things that were always temporary.
But life isn’t a puzzle.
It’s a wave.
Maybe that’s why I fell in love with photography.
Not to freeze life forever, but to document the feeling of a moment before it disappears.
A glance.
A street in Rome.
A passing emotion.
A version of ourselves that will never exist again.
Somewhere between these streets and these memories, I realized how temporary we all are.
Maybe life was never about finding all the answers.
Maybe it was always about feeling it while it lasts.