So the camera forgot how to breathe… but my eyelids did it for me.

I didn’t plan this shoot—I just stared into the void until my tears became wallpaper.

No models? Good. No crowd? Better.

My camera’s got more soul than an Instagram algorithm. It doesn’t take photos—it takes sighs.

You won’t find this on TikTok. You’ll find it between breaths…

…with an empty teacup and 45 frames of silence.

They call it ‘travel photography.’ I call it ‘therapy with no Wi-Fi.’

So… you咋看? Comment section: let’s all forget to breathe together.