A wandering love letter to the ordinary—those quiet, ridiculous, miraculous little moments we usually bulldoze past on our way to somewhere allegedly important. These photos catch the everyday objects and scenes that sit there like cosmic jokes: a half-tilted street sign meditating on purpose, a grocery cart exiled to a patch of rogue grass, sunlight performing acrobatics on a puddle no one bothered to notice. 

It is a reminder to be here now. To remember that the small stuff is where the truth actually hides. To howl at the mundane is its own psychedelic if you stare long enough. It’s modern life stripped of the narrative, revealing itself as a playful, chaotic, unfiltered weather system—always happening, whether we pay attention or not.