I dissolve in the vast city like a snowball in a glass of water: while snow it's in your hand, it seems perfectly white, but as soon as it melts, the glass is dirty, filled with dust, smog, fatigue, and the city's disappointments. Purity, naivety, and childlike thinking - these are the things I miss most in life. Not overthinking things, not knowing too much, believing in miracles…is that even possible for me again? Ai photo, 2026