space is only noise if you can see.

please allow me to ask what kind of person are you and what goes all the way through your mind when you're alone at night, right in that second before you fall in the world of pure darkness. we're now in sync. as it seems quite difficult to hear your answer clearly, i'll let you know what has been on my mind lately. time and space, especially space.
here we are in this precise moment and yet so insignificant and random, restricted to certain space, maybe for the better. we all have our own path, even if we don't know where it ends, where we're going to, we do have a path. it's not unique nor exclusive: there are many possible endings, each of our decisions close many other possibilities and we are sentenced to meet many other slaves in our way.