My mind is a race.

I ask questions to answers I will never find.

We learn that things are not perfect.

They were never meant to be.

Imperfect. Impermanent. Incomplete.

This is the way.

Wabi Sabi

The essence of nature and life. This is my lens.

I been through some colossal s*. So have you.

How ‘bout that? We already have something in common.