all of the time spent living, and we found ourselves here, now, and in this place. and that’s not nothing.
these are not one-way paths, and in each exposure, i see more and more of myself. facing yourself, your joys, your fears, silences, reflection, and utter vulnerability is never an experience which remains unmarked.
i thank you for your trust, time, and patience.
brief encounters in the world.
soon thereafter, it all goes sublimely quiet and noiseless.