Stop! Wait A Minute

 Outside the gallery

When I was on the floor facing the ceiling, I feel like I was trapped in a cage. Like a bird trying to ecsape, I really wanted to get out of that position. Whenever I try to look at the building, I felt like i was a empty canvas, as I had no experiences of what I was doing.

When we turned to our side, I could see the ants crawling. Suddenly, I felt like everything just stopped. I thought the people who were walking were extremely slow and there were too much vehicles on the street as I could hear and feel the vibrations on the floor.

When we closed our eyes, I thought I would feel embarrassed but instead I felt comfortable. I loved the silence as it was loud for me.