So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days you can hear their chorus rushing past.
― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
Below is the original photo used to create this image. At a rest area on a trip to visit my parents, I found this filmy puddle and couldn’t help taking a quick pic… No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.