He moves slow and full of care: 05 de mayo de 2015
I have found someone that touches me right. For this small moment, at least. He moves slow and full of care. Never have I been lost so quickly in that touch sense without thought, without thinking of the next move.…
The sound of birds: 03, 12 de julio de 2015
☯️03 de julio de 2015 I’ve been wanting to listen to silence for so long now. Its intricate, infinite depth is filled with everything. There is the sound of birds near — a loud, cackling mess of twigs in the…
Random snippets from the black hole of the past: 24 de agosto de 2014
Random snippets from the black hole of the past: It’s like, what are we all supposed to be doing anyway? In Viña del Mar, I felt I wanted a small café right on the ocean, cheap and with a certain…