carrying this quiet mystery i found in the autumn rain of Amsterdam,
just after my birthday back on 2023.
a scene that still holds me like an open-ended sentences, where i could get lost forever: between the pages,
the pearls,
and the petals.
lost, and found myself, again and again ~
and maybe, just maybe ~
this whole setup, this moment, this softened light ~
maybe this is the answers.
what if life is nothing but this?
finding beauty in simplicity,
seeing things closely,
allow them, and ourselves
to just be ~