Liminal spaces haunt me—those between-zones where you're not quite anywhere. Airport terminals. Train stations at off-hours. Hotel hallways at midnight. Parking garages.

There's a specific beauty to these non-places. Nobody is trying to be themselves here. There's no performance, no stakes, just transition. And in that emptiness, there's a kind of freedom.

I think a lot of my aesthetic sensibility comes from liminal spaces. That suspended feeling. The acceptance of being temporary, passing through, never quite arriving.

The Lounge, in a way, is a digital liminal space. A place to pause and think, before moving on to the next thing.