Luke’s Story

How can so much happen in so little time?

80 flights, 20 meters, 80 degrees.

Cypress or Oak in the Ionosphere?

Dickinsonian bliss.

One step forward and two backwards to the dungeon.

Smithing to find the secrets of our neighborhood.

Blanketed and moored.

Brought back down to Earth.

He breaks free.

The walls will protect me.

And now we know more about them.

Full circle. So, we begin again.

Courage encouraged by absence.

What can come from nothingness?

Where did they all go?

The beginning of the end?

Prepared for them.

What to do if they come?

The first contact is fishy.

And I heard her voice.

There were none. Then there were some.

She said I'm cute!

How to catch a mouse that doesn't want to be caught.

A friend's response.

They are gone, but I am not.

Up to glory.

Everyone loves a good keepsake.

I came for the food but stayed for the chair.

It is obvious now what must be done.

Anyone there?

A convergence. A plan.

Shelter in place and silence.

If you can't stop thinking, think of Kazakhstan!

Down to the outside.

From powdered to real

I think my subconscious may be racist.

And one image changes everything.

Sometimes you just need sugar.

Stay away from it.

Getting adjusted to the life in quarantine.

It all started on the elevator.

And today is the first day of my adventure.