WHATEVER THE WEATHER…
… and does it even matter?
My inner tone is clear and there’s a rare witness in my sphere.
The Fog… In it’s expansion and contraction… it has me.
Has me delicately at his higher action.
This Fog makes me think… I wonder…
I think that the loves I found delightful, poisoned me in a way.
Those pulses and vibes… They were joyful.
I didn’t mind, but now I do.
I mind a self-aware thought, and
I don’t mind…
This foggy weather outside.
Written by Julia Ahtijainen
Photography by Anny CK
Published in Less Magazine – Slow Clothing Magazine