Photo, concept and edit: Photography by Ela Frączkowska
I felt happy (I always make sure that I don't overuse this word because I want it to feel special and mean something to me. Also, I'm not afraid of feeling unhappy.) and free in my car today on my way from work. There was a pleasantly refreshing breeze dancing on my skin and playing with my hair while the sun was, unhurriedly, making up its mind about the intensity of its brightness. So... When Tracy Chapman was singing / whispering (with me), 'And the wind on my face // Last rays of the sun shine on my skin', these things were really happening as my car windows were fully open. Well, the rays on my face, most likely, weren't the very last sunbeams of today, but they were soft and as gentle to me as it gets because they were busy fighting with the clouds. I suppose they found an ally in me. Well, the song, not my silly words, complements the portrait so here it is. Yeah, silly never goes with serious.