Somewhere in the city, a postcard found its way into your hands.

sometimes i ask:
how do i stay here — truly
how do i not go numb
how do i stay close
to what’s alive
even if it trembles

this
is not an answer
just a trace
a question
a field of small signals
and shifting light

you can read
or leave it unread

you can forget it
and it might still find you

in the shape of a wind
a smell you can’t place
a word that returns

long after
thanks for touching it
however briefly

Maybe a quiet message in the noise.

Maybe you were walking home. Maybe it was raining. Maybe you picked it up without knowing why.

What came to mind?

A laugh? A song? The hum of a place you miss?

This project is an invitation — to appreciate the small moments in life, to listen to what wants to happen, to memory, to connection, to the uncertainty of each moment, and to the imperfection that runs through all living things.

The question that accompanies me most in life is:

How do I stay alive and awake?

In my music, I explore impulses, the fragility of moments, and shifting temporalities.

It’s part of a small personal inquiry connected to my upcoming album

Coordinates of Existence.

It asks:

How do we know that we exist — in a deeper sense?

What are our inner compasses — the memories, resonances, and silent shifts that guide us?

If you’d like to stay in touch, or share what the card reminded you of, you’re welcome to leave a message below.

Thank you for finding this.

Or letting it find you.

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