Hector Manrique Diguida

Nostalgia is a mirror resting in an empty landscape. It reflects not the present, but the ghosts we refuse to let go. Like silk caught in the wind, memories slip through our grasp, leaving a shimmering illusion. We look into the glass hoping to touch the past, but find only the vast weight of time. It is a quiet anchor holding onto the fragile fragments of who we once were, bridging the gap between what was and what remains.