Sleepless nights. Re-watched all the movies starring the beloved John Candy, had a lot of fun. Aesthetically I’m stuck in the deep past and I don’t feel like looking for a way out of it. No time. It’s no different. There are only sensations. Feelings of something light left behind, slipping sand through my fingers. I try to find this part of my youth in the mood, in the nostalgia of looking at the world from a different, interested angle.