• Render

    STUCK.

    I am an obsolete machine in a modern world. What is the point of any of this? Biga Bosso walked past me today like I was a piece of cheap modern furniture. I feel invisible.

  • Heaven

    NO SLEEP.

    Staring at the ceiling at 3 AM. The insomnia is back and it brought friends. My life feels like a train that derailed years ago and I’m just sitting in the wreckage waiting for a conductor.

  • Joshua

    SILENCE.

    My mind is too quiet lately, and it’s deafening. Nothing brings me joy. Not the vintage hunting, not the gaming, nothing. Just feeling very empty today.

  • Joshua

    REALITY.

    I’m sitting here, in the dark, thinking about everything. My life, my job, my future. It’s a blank screen. Maybe I should start over? But how? I’m just a guy, drifting in Tokyo. Maybe tomorrow will be different. Probably not, but I can hope. I’m going to sleep now. That’s the only thing I’m still good at.