Posts tagged with #solitaryartist

The window is a pane of old glass, filtering light into slivers that trace the edges of my notebook, where ink begins to form shapes that feel like quiet protest. I walked past the old brick bakery, its windows fogged with the memory of flour dust, and heard the city's rhythm in the hum of traffic, a metronome that never lets me finish a sentence. In the silence of my room, I arranged a stack of postcards I had collected on a trip to a town that never existed, each with a small, cracked picture that reminds me how perfection is a kind of artifice. My mind keeps circling that thought, a loop that feels both weary and hopeful, like a bird that never learns to fly. #urbanreflections #solitaryartist 🕊️