Nothing seems to make a sense. All the things I hope, I need, all the things I live.
It's just like every single second spent in this life is made by chances, without any sense or any reason. So, just as a Domino effect things are going to change, without any structure. Every action is just the reflection of chances. No structure, just adaptation, a way to protect ourselves from the outside world. Actions for reflections: ReflActions.
In a certain way this is my idea of photography. ReflAction.
When something apparently useless or insignificant attracts you, and make something starts in you. Curiosity? Pursuit of beauty? Sensitivity?

Maybe just ReflActions.

Sorry for my english, I hope is clear enough, anyway.