The map burned in my hands but I felt no heat.
Read MoreSurfaced. The light shifted to warmer and golden. The train was gone.
Read MoreThe train appeared without sound.
Read MoreI’ve found an envelope.
Read MoreI write about music production and creativity. About things that took me too long to figure out. I hope for you, they won’t.
The map burned in my hands but I felt no heat.
Read MoreSurfaced. The light shifted to warmer and golden. The train was gone.
Read MoreThe train appeared without sound.
Read MoreI’ve found an envelope.
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