Movie

It smells like late evening and a slight feeling of “I gotta get out of here before it's too late.” When the music roars like an engine and life is like an action movie with a confusing script. Everything is fast, noisy, with smoke and planes, but inside there is fatigue from endless takes. He is the hero of his own film, his own Jason Statham, only without a budget or stuntmen.

Somewhere between the club lights and a FaceTime call, something real slips through - family, thoughts about meaning, an attempt not to dissolve into the “movie.” And even if the world is spinning on autopilot, there is a mission: to survive beautifully, without pathos, just pack a suitcase and leave before the credits roll.