A man takes a lonely, unexpected journey to a desolate place, reflecting on the turns his life has taken. He finds a comforting ear in the cab driver, who is not what she seems…
THE LIMINAL SPACE
Life is a constant reflection upon itself, forever wondering about the turns not taken, the doors left unopened — an anxiety that is a natural consequence of framing everything as being part of a journey to some destination we hope will give meaning to our existence.
But life isn’t really a story in three acts. Some things end unexpectedly, in mid-sentence; others overstay their welcome. We are patchwork anthologies without any true resolution, a collection of questions that never cease. We make our meanings where we can, in the liminal spaces between the pages of our book.