Windows and Hallways of My Mind
In the architecture of my mind, the windows don’t look out so much as in—each pane of glass reflects forgotten versions of myself, while the hallways stretch impossibly long, bending at odd angles where the floor rises like a tide. I become lost in time, unable to find an exit. In the end, it comes down to listening instead of escaping.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.
Windows and Hallways of My Mind
In the architecture of my mind, the windows don’t look out so much as in—each pane of glass reflects forgotten versions of myself, while the hallways stretch impossibly long, bending at odd angles where the floor rises like a tide. I become lost in time, unable to find an exit. In the end, it comes down to listening instead of escaping.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.