It happens to me often, and in places considered the most boring. Today it happens here.
Making things happen thanks to the third force.
Self-rules are a powerful guidance, and have nothing to do with enforcing.
The art of dealing with mechanics and chaos.
Putting things in perspective is more than prioritizing.
I’m here and, at the same time, I’m not here already.
What if having to restart was a blessing?
loved — too much — or messed up
Dealing with the void.
You’d like something else — born of quiet — expertly forged