Love is alive.
You walk out of a brightly lit grey coloured building towards the subway station. Everything about you seems to have become a reflection of this building. Your closet is full of grey outfits and your days follow the same pace and structure.
You look around the people in the train - they seem to have a life similar to yours; grey. As usual, you look up to count your stops. Instead of the usual 8th stop, today it says ‘Stop for Pride’. Curious about this new addition to the usual route, you decide to get off the train.
At the station, you hear a crowd singing a rhythm that you have been searching for. You decide to follow the sound and meet a stranger who pulls you into the crowd. You’re suddenly standing in the heart of a colourful mayhem. It’s full of life. You’re finally home and alive.
You look around the people in the train - they seem to have a life similar to yours; grey. As usual, you look up to count your stops. Instead of the usual 8th stop, today it says ‘Stop for Pride’. Curious about this new addition to the usual route, you decide to get off the train.
At the station, you hear a crowd singing a rhythm that you have been searching for. You decide to follow the sound and meet a stranger who pulls you into the crowd. You’re suddenly standing in the heart of a colourful mayhem. It’s full of life. You’re finally home and alive.
