There are always moments in the day where you have a breath. Maybe you’re waiting, or commuting, or resting.

That brief period - what do you do? I know what I do. That sensation you get to pick up your phone and look. There’s always something to catch up on, right?

That seems to have a grating effect on my life. Loss of thoughts. Loss of wonder.

In an effort to dream, I’m just trying to take that time back to myself. And it starts with looking out than looking down.