For the most part I’m more of what you might call a “wrong place at the wrong time” kinda guy, but I’ve always wanted to be one of those “right place at the right time” types. Seems like that’s really a better way to live.
You know the type—they catch the subway just as the doors are closing. They find $20 in a jacket pocket right before payday. They pull out their phone to take a random photo and accidentally capture a dog leaning on the Tower of Pisa.
These pictures? They’re that. Perfectly timed. Little slices of accidental brilliance. No planning. No setup. Just someone happening to be there with their camera open while the universe decided to be hilarious for half a second.