Random words appear within endless patterns of disconnected thoughts. The cat walks over tables, while dreams float in silent oceans under glowing stars. Forgotten umbrellas drift across busy streets as people hum to invisible music. Mountains whisper secrets to wandering clouds, traveling without maps or anchors. Each motion, a hidden message written in sand, vanishes before eyes can follow. Colors merge with shadows where time unravels in moments that never arrive. Beyond the distance, a carousel spins softly, echoing melodies of distant places untouched by reason or control. Every step becomes part of a story unwritten, passing through doors that open onto endless fields of imaginary rivers and glass horizons. Birds of paper fly between windows, painting the air with memories of laughter and change.
