X is for

XENODOCHEIONOLOGY


Throwing my suitcase in a corner, smelling the rustling clean sheets, opening the windows, swallowing the view, taking my camera, my notebook, my cigarettes, walking into a new place never seen before, with a blank head and without thoughts, all alone, taking pictures, writing postcards and letters, smoking, thinking, all senses open, wide open, suffering, almost, from Stendhals' syndrome, yes, checking in in a new room every day.


Words by Jack
Left image by Claire {SlowShutter, Camera+, Pixlromatic, Blender, Snapseed, ReTouch, BlurFx}
Right image by Christy {Snapseed}

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