Exteriors

It is the place where the border between the world we live in, the one we dream in, and the one that dreams of us, becomes thin

It is a looping meditation on moving through liminal spaces. A glimpse of your reflection cast by highway lights when staring out the window at passing cars and rest stops; then beyond to the border of a old unknown darkness

It is a wordless song sung in memory of a time when you would invest profound meaning into the faintest of transmissions from outside the small confines of your life.

It is a reckoning with your past which is also your present but in the end, someone else's future.