journal fragment (4/2/23):

everything is so close to making sense

the words, the dialogue, the colors, the paint, the music, the feelings

how can i turn it all into something visual?

how can i condense five senses into one?

i love irony and i love truth

i love every shade of gray between black & white

what’s at the bottom of all these layers?

how can darkness co-exist with light?

maybe the mystery itself is the answer