Those early hours. Feeling our movements floating around, following an unpaired rhythm, all around can be felt it so much slower than our previous night. Our thoughts are still messy, nonsense paths are still ruling our flow. The air coming from outdoors is fresh, contains the rest of rainy night. A day has just started. Observations.


Those early hours. Feeling our movements floating around, following an unpaired rhythm, all around can be felt it so much slower than our previous night. Our thoughts are still messy, nonsense paths are still ruling our flow. The air coming from outdoors is fresh, contains the rest of rainy night. A day has just started. Observations.

while it rainsand all of our thoughtsare still unaligned,while we slowly crossthrough these early hours.--


while it rains

and all of our thoughts

are still unaligned,

while we slowly cross

through these early hours.

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there is something special on these quiet hours that make me feel alive.finding motion.inexactitud de momentos.


there is something special on these quiet hours that make me feel alive.

finding motion.

inexactitud de momentos.


“Con el tiempo, eso es lo que gana, lo que ha elegido la memoria.”

— Delphine de Vigan.