The frailty of being.

This is not a poster. This is a still life of meaning. This is what worries me most today. The fragility of being has reached its limit. This egg can no longer be glued together and brought back to life. This seems to me to be a very striking metaphor for today. When there is a war going on.
I am slowly coming back to life and trying to start working. Forgive me for not charging you with more positivity. You have to have it inside of you to do that. And that's exactly what I don't have right now.