2016-2019     2023-2024

                Sometimes I realize that my memory has been erased, that a part of it has simply been cut away.

I go through my pockets, change the music.

Which moment were we in again?
















i keep walking.

   

My mind gets stuck on a place.



I keep replaying it, adding new details each time.

                 

A hand moves through the void, pointing—two separate gaps appear.                     The gaps look at each other.
I could spend years staying in that moment.

 

                         
                          And in fact,        when you imagine,

you create a parallel universe.    
 

   





                  Everything becomes possible.       Dreaming works the same way.  
                                         
            And a good dream can change many things, Leon.