Muted sounds, tiny waves crashing. My limbs wading, cutting through. For a time, the only instance for when I could sequester myself away from the world.
Obsolescence
Published on Nov 02 2021
The impermanence of things; a matter of eventuality, presents themselves in a rather alien way than what I am used to. In a sense, makes for a feeling of saudade.
Mundane
Published on Oct 17 2021
In most senses of the word - places that I have been to over the years. Places that I have not really stopped to think about, and have just passed by.
Hypnagogia
Published on Mar 08 2021
The perception of time has changed for me, rather drastically in fact. I started seeing things a little bit differently, moments of wonder and awe was had even for the smallest of occurences, which normally would have been something I just ignore.
