I walked around the quickly cooling town, feeling the melancholy come down like a mist setting itself within me. Just watching people, doing their people-y things. kids chasing doves; and old man with a funny hat sitting on a bench; an old couple looking at cheap shoes on the town square. There was activity, yes, but a muted activity, as if the pace of life is slowing down with the lowering temperature, preparing for winter.
It was with this melancholical mindset that I walked around town, not even touching the camera, even though I had it with me. The images I saw are recorded only in my mind, nothing more. With time they will fade, or better yet, change and be transformed into nostalgic imagery to then be recreated.