27/05/2026
La tête dans les nuages ☁️
Probably my first form of escape.
Hours spent looking up, trying to make sense of shifting shapes, letting them turn into something else entirely. On the backseat looking out of the window, from the classroom, then from the wheel. Clouds always drew me into their world.
I think that’s where it started, this quiet habit of escaping into what I could notice.
And you, what do you like to see up there? ⛅️
