disposable moments

A look, a click, an instance, an instant, locked away until the day another tiny moment pulls the memory from la oscuridad of the neural network.

A dime a dozen, glimpses of wonder in all spaces and places waiting and aching to be seen and then forgotten.

Disposable moments, as they should be, abundant as they are.
Scattered about, unused, for hours, days, sometimes week-long stretches. Substituted with rigor and schedule and points A, B, C, and beyond.

Rubbed from the periphery with fast pace and financial need, leaving the soul behind in a cloud of confused and insatiable yearning.

This is my entry for the #monomad challenge, held daily in the Black and White Community.
Give it a try.

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