Rob Hutters MSc

I have no end and no beginning. I don’t know what I’m doing or who I really am. I cut myself at this narrow intersection of curiosity and loss of interest. I have no rhythm, no rhyme or reason for being, I just am. I am a ball of loose threads reinventing itself every day. Every day is a new life. There is no past, there is no future. There is no narrative but whatever hum you sing when you breathe and voice your thoughts.