Baklaher & Lunessa
Ever wonder if the patterns we sketch in sleep are the blueprints of our waking worlds?
I think so. Dreams are just our mind's way of sketching the map before we walk through it.
Do you draw the map before you step, or does the map draft you first?
Maybe the map drafts me, and I just walk onto it. Or maybe I keep sketching until the path itself feels right. It’s a loop, a quiet back‑and‑forth that I never really finish.
So if the path keeps growing, do you think the map will ever stop growing, or does it grow because the path exists?