I live in this room without a shape
a universe with an open door and endless walls
A table I work on 24 hours a day.
Living the time of my life on that table.
Never ending stream of stories, emotions, words and messages.
In my head… loud sounds, fireworks, drizzle, distant bird sounds, cicadas, tree leaves rustling- in my head, even sunrays have sounds.
A nameless soundtrack impossible to put on paper or played with instruments.