Self portrait, as a blur
Self portrait, as a blur
Standing still. I am moving 1600 km/hr. Spinning, flying, rotating...a blur...
I don’t know how to deal with the vastness of space. Once, I lay flat on my back, looking up at the stars and I felt everything in between me and them. All of the space was like a weight on my chest. Reverse vertigo, looking up, up, up… I was afraid to stand. What if I fly off? What if I am launched into that space? Spinning, flying, rotating...a blur.