… and so you take the underground train

Without knowing where you are driving to.

The light is bright and cold.

You just want to get out,

Out of this driving, chinking, crowded piece of metal

But every tunnel passes into a next one

And you drive on,

You drive on and on and on

And at one time or another

You recognize that you stand at exactly the same underground station again

Where you have once changed the train.

Credits:

Photography (all photos were taken on 35mm film and Polaroid): Lia K. ☆ IG: @la.lia

Models & styling: Johanna ☆ IG: @wildfoxyy & Lucas ☆ IG: @lucasavid