Run, run, run!
Wind is gusting everywhere, sharp blasts to your face, slick lights passing by. The city is your partner and your muse at the same time and you have a sense of belonging all of a sudden. You realize that this is your home and it belongs to you as well.
Running fast or slow, you are going towards the future, towards home. Advancing with a purpose is giving you focus.
The bright cold city, in grayscale, turns it’s crisp geometries into lines: a perfect equilibrium between now and soon.