In which for a second the world makes sense. Not in a way where all the answers we’re looking for, we’ve always looked for are suddenly found, but in a way that there’s no need to ask them in the first place. Matter becomes solid, the space between atoms disappears,

I decided to go and visit my best friend from my high school years, one of those friends one sees or calls once every 10-12 months and it’s as if no time has passed. We spent our teenage and young adult years putting up the bricks of our relationship and

And I allow myself to imagine this aeroplane exploding. The dirty underwear of the woman two seats in front of me, previously thrown into a tightly-closed plastic bag in her metal trolley, is suddenly in the air, flying next to a destroyed MacBook Pro. A coffee cup, shattered to pieces,

Light diffraction,eyelid red,in front of me a stroller. The reflection of my lips on this rectangle on my which tap tap my fingers do.A puppy made of plastic,it has never lived and never will.The M that creates each bike. From the swinging of this earth sea,I observe what passes through