Yes, that’s really me in there.
I remember a whole bunch of stuff about the day I took this picture. Where I was, why I went there, who I was with, what I did, what I ate, what the weather was like, how I felt like I was falling through the floor in that creeky old building, what I was wearing (and why) and, well, just lots more. But, I’m not supposed to tell you those things.
This picture, you see, is a bit of a mystery. And, it’s supposed to be that way. It’s designed to “keep ’em guessing” as it were.
So, mum’s the word, other than, yeah, that’s me and, yes, I was there.
Until next time…