Ode to Loneliness

A woman lives alone in a hotel room. She films herself, the city, and her dreams for a month. 

Dreaming the city, she gets lost in intricate geometries. Sharp edges of buildings etch her skin silently, chiseling the limits of her consciousness, altering her perception of distance and scale, redefining intimacy and sensuality. Rhythms, towers, workers, sunsets, sunrises, night-time and dream-time alternate and repeat and get lost one in another endlessly. Slowly, she becomes an image of her former self. Slowly she grows older. She once wanted something, but she forgot what it was. Trapped in time, she waits and watches life pass by below her feet, lest some of it visits her abode.