Earlier tonight, I went for a walk. I ended up sitting drinking a bottle of Mountain Dew (yes, the kind with the mad amount of caffeine) under a tree in the middle of that rarest of things here this week: a dry grassy field. As I just sat and took in the view, I noticed someone walking along the nearest path, a good 30 metres away. He seemed to be holding a camera to his eye, pointed at me. Or was he lighting a cigarette? There did seem to be an intermittent glow playing on his face.
He started walking again, going along the path into the parking lot beyond. Then, in profile, I saw him raise a digital camera, pointed at the base of a lamppost, and check the image using the colour viewfinder.
Not long after, as I walked back to residence, I glanced back and realized that I had been completely in shadow the whole time, as the tree I was sitting under was surrounded by near-absolute blackness -- or so it seemed from under the lamps that lit the path. I made it into his picture and he'll never even know anyone was there.
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