Life
A light, a wonder, a thought.
I wake up. A thought, first thing in the morning. The sun shines on my face. How delightful is the warmth. The path to the window, a glance outside. But then the shock: The Earth is spinning.
What you’ll find here are traces, thoughts, fractures, and gaps. Not a finished picture, but a fabric woven from attempts, memories, and possibilities. Maybe you’ll spot a pattern. Maybe you’ll get lost. Maybe you’ll find yourself. Or something entirely different.
I wake up. A thought, first thing in the morning. The sun shines on my face. How delightful is the warmth. The path to the window, a glance outside. But then the shock: The Earth is spinning.
First evening, then night, then waking alone. A tremble at dawn, no joy to be shown. A tired thought, then a spark burning bright. Then day, then evening, and back into night.
A tremble at morning, so quiet, so bare. The spark from before is no longer there. A tired...