She found the most dramatic flowers in the room and just... moved in. Unbothered by the deep reds and wild blooms exploding around her, this tiny waxeye is completely at home in all that intensity.
There's something in that worth paying attention to. What if the beautiful, abundant, alive things weren't a distraction from real life but the whole point of it? What if you just... looked at what's glowing instead of what's cracking?
That's the shift this piece is about. Not fixing anything. Just choosing where your eyes go. And watching everything soften from there.
