Dust

We survived. Some of us. Not so many. Many more perished. No electricity, no running water, no telephones or internet, nothing of what we were so used to. Only dead bodies around and a few alive but obviously not for long. We don’t know what happened. Some say this was a nuclear war, others say it was a clash with a giant asteroid. A so called Impact event. We feel how hard it is to breathe and near impossible to see. Things are visible only at a short distance, a couple of meters away and not more. And now and then tremors can be sensed under our feet. It’s scary. It’s hopeless. The only thing left for me is to make pictures of world around me. At least this is something that can stay after us and can be found some day, by someone. Anyone. And I will keep taking pictures until my batteries get completely drained. As they will not last long so I should be very careful what to photograph. It is not sure if anything can be discerned on those photographs through all the dust around. But I will take them anyway because the dust is here to stay.