BITS AND PIECES.

Interested in the social, cultural and political. Performative experiences.

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That felt weird. Waking up in darkness. I looked out from the window, stars. So dim yet visible. Unorganised yet disciplined. So untouched yet they felt like dancing souls. There weren’t anything down below. I’ve reached to a point of nowhere. A moment of eternity.

It was 5:10am in the morning. An uncertain time zone.