The light burns inwards over days, making some things clearer while obscuring others. Carving dreams out of their folds and casting them out onto the waking world through the eyes. Laying filigree layers of reality overtop one another.
Restless, the world becomes more animate. The moments stretch out into days that become shorter. Sleep flits like a shadow observed by the sun, ever moving out of reach.
Paddy Dobson
30th November 2022