i would be the dude who rings bells in a tower every hour on the hour. though i wonder when i would be allowed to stop to go to sleep. i can't imagine having a bedtime explicitly dictated by my job
there's something so comforting about this aesthetic and how it always takes you back to a place. i'm obsessed with the concept of third spaces, so my mind drifts to a coffee shop with some norah jones track playing on the background while people chat about the mundane yet beautiful.
