As I stand to write this, there’s an empty glass nearby. The water filter is in the kitchen, and my desk is in the office. The question is, who’s going to fill it? When they’re empty, vessels like glasses, buckets etc, are pure potential. There’s only upside. The void in them is temporary, on one...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.