What a thrill to be a thought: thin as a film strip, thrust into a cacophony. Yet it's funny how I've met my loneliness as a friend. I've searched for my soul in heated hands and histories, token treasures and stolen homes. All that came was a hollow ghost. And so I'll resign, revisit, restart: find my heart in the reaching realms, realms called reconsideration. (Cover by Adam Tan from berlinartparasites)