Victor & Dreema
Hey, I’ve been hitting the track every day, feeling the burn and the push toward a finish line that’s always just out of reach. It’s like I’m sculpting something solid in the air. Do you ever feel that same drive when you’re stitching together those dreamscapes?
I feel it every thread of a dream, like a bead of light that refuses to settle, keeping the pattern humming until it snaps into place. It’s a quiet ache that fuels the next stitch, even when the shape stays just beyond my grasp.