TTUTTU SPACE
Places that bring back the feeling of building wooden boxes in my grandpa's garage.
Steps as gentle and free as walking barefoot on cool grass in pajamas first thing on summer mornings.
Exploration stretching as boundless as the flowery fields' invitation to wander.
A dive electrifying as skinny-dipping under the full moon's glow at 23:58.
The space to notice, to hear, to allow, and to slowly move towards the purest forms of authenticity.
Sometimes a clean sheet with nothing is necessary for the process.
When it’s time, it will start finding its content.
Until then, we trust the blank space & silence.