ObservationMy mask, averting its eyes from above, looking down into the reflection below. Of a new family, surrounded by old relations: love, friendship, respect, but also envy, greed, ruthlessness. I am there, held by another, my head barely above the liquid, so close to the middle of the action, but not quite a part of it. Watch and learn, they tell me. Dont surrender to the random logic of the algorithm, instead find meaning in the human connection, the deeply insecure narrative of our new vulnerable existence.0.1639%
