mazeways

you crouch down and draw a short maze on the sidewalk with your chalk. the weight of the world is lifting, the abyss above absorbing all your worries. every living thing around you is part of the same world. you're reminded that distance is a living thing, an organ... you can already feel it working. it doesn't feel so overwhelming when everything's connected.

you study the sigil. it's a little uneven and slanted.

hmm. you'll get better at this.

{ quit mazeway }