I read a poem today with a line about the ephemeral nature of humans and how maybe that's why it's so hard for people to be vulnerable and fall in love but I think that's exactly WHY I fall in love every single day with this life and these people around me. Because of the ephemeral quality of humans, I must choose every moment of every day to be vulnerable, to be authentic, and to love without regard.

This photo series is from the International District in Seattle, WA on a very typical January day.