77/365 – In Transition.
There are moments that aren’t anywhere. Those moments where we are suspended in between thoughts, places, time. Those moments where don’t feel anything but the transition in which we are.
While traveling, those are often moments we spend in airports and train stations or waiting for a taxi or a friend. And I find those moments opportunity for unplanned reflection, chances of creation without intention.
It is time that can be devoted to gathering thoughts and write down some notes that will eventually come back in the right moment. Transitions between feeling something and being empty and happy about it.
The transition between not having an idea and coming up with one.