I can get as frustrated with humanity as the next guy. Not Unabomber frustrated mind you, though I often fantasize about having rocket launchers affixed to the hood of my car. Some people just don’t seem to understand the concept of Slower Traffic Keep Right.

But I digress.

Humanity. Sometimes frustrated with. But not all the time, in fact more often than not, usually with camera in hand, I rejoice over humanity’s simple touch in the things I find myself gazing upon. And I like to consider myself a person who can see the big picture, so my mind wanders to this child, and the parents who were able to put a smile on that face. And what of the person who turned the photograph into this. Did someone else staple it to this post…and so on, all the way to the guys who laid the bricks for the building in the background and the family dinners that were paid for and laughed over from their efforts.

Put a stone in my head and I might start thinking about the various (perhaps nefarious???) activities that go on in that building today.

But again, I am straying from the point.

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Ghost in the Machine, San Francisco, Ca. 2003