INTERNAL WINDOWS
A person enters a space.
A person and a space are different.
A space and a person meet.
Are they in conflict?
We wear each other, space and us, like clothes.
Opening to each other.
Changing each other.
Glass in the windows, slowly pouring down, revealing internal landscapes.
Human landscapes.
Half closed, half open.
Wars and catastrophes outside.
Inside, we open internal windows to being human.
We open.