It’s an attempt, I suppose, to capture the sadness, frustration, the longing, of our human drive & wish for perfection…
How things can seem both so immediately possible & yet forever impossible in our minds....
We break glasses, break hearts, break our silences....
Hold out and then hold on longer & tighter than we should.
So unsatisfied & unsure. Never standing still.
Looking for somewhere solid for our anchors to land…
The promise & potential we hold ever-changing.
Because your perspective shifts.
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