DREAM 47

I’ve been dreaming a lot about emptiness. The emptiness in various ways. You wait long for promises that when delivered you have nothing. Forms that should be full of data, but when checked are empty. Job openings offers that don’t really exist. There’s always this agony, this astonishment in the face of nothingness.

Cuiabá

Brasil

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