What is it that we think the most when we are set alone from the rest of humanity – in our quietest moments?
Do we think of ourselves, someone else, or the entirety of the universe?
The Grey Place
What's wrong and right in a world of blurred lines?
What is it that we think the most when we are set alone from the rest of humanity – in our quietest moments?
Do we think of ourselves, someone else, or the entirety of the universe?
The Grey Place 