slowly meandering, tracing long felt thoughts through an infinitely long & darkened hallway, going from door to door. sometimes it's just enough to sit and contemplate sharp angles, dark corners, soft light, and fluid emotion. always a journey forward, yet the struggle is in looking back, facing one's self over time. our experiences with heartbreak all differ, yet we all share that thin thread of recognition and pain. this is a window into a leg of this journey.