na’s statuslog
Happenstance?
1 week agoShar, shar, away with the old and withering newdom
1 week agoWalking alone in the cold morning finally reminds me of childhood
1 week agoAmidst the urban dance, a solitary, ticketed vest is left - a silent ode to the ephemeral nature of our journey.
4 months agoIn the quiet pause between day and night, there's a story whispered by the sky, not about you or me, but about an 'other' — someone who walked these streets in days gone by, leaving echoes in the twilight that we feel but never see.
4 months ago