Wednesday, August 11, 2021

deja.

Here I am again in this new, old space, where everything changes but nothing changes at all. Like a book where you turn the page but the same passage repeats itself, over and over again. Turn another page, and another, waiting for the story to evolve, for the plot to advance, the twists and turns and unexpected outcomes to unveil themselves… but each page stays the same. I will do my best to write a better story this time. Fresh, unstuck and hopefully less broken.