There's as stillness in the bathroom, a true emptiness as if even the air had been removed. Inside, it feels more like a photograph than a room, and though everything is within reach it seems untouchable, sealed behind the gloss and gelatin. I'm frozen over the sink, eyes transfixed on the mirror, searching its surface for something not...
yesterday, i woke up early and finished my packing. by the time i was done, my backpack and messanger bag were stuffed, bulging out with clothes and books. when you're going to be a nomad for 10 days, you need to back light. there was no place for my skateboard, so i tied it to my backpack with shoelaces i found in the apartment. i got a...