I think that when I look through my albums, my best pictures have been taken without planning, just a spur of a moment, impulsive picture.
When I think of those pictures, they were taken while walking somewhere, with no time to stop and plan the composition or to plan the light or time of the day... Usually, when they were taken, I heard "Come on, where are you?" because I stopped for a second to click it.
Maybe they are my favorite because they are unplanned moments, just life stopped for a second while it's happening.
Or maybe I just like to linger in memories and those pictures just happen to capture those memories...
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