That tiny cafe in Lisbon keeps returning in my mind.
The espresso was forgettable.
But the sunlight through the windows wasn’t.

Reading this gave me the same feeling as looking out a train window.

Design is how I translate ideas into experiences.

You might’ve just summarized my entire personality.

Your shadow self is running this account now

It’s rare to meet someone in the space between words.

Sounds like you forgave them publicly but blocked them silently.

I didn’t ask for this read, but thank you.