I have been traveling for as long as I can remember.

Some nights I find a room above the traffic of a distant city. Others, I watch unfamiliar moons rise over the desert. I rarely know where the road will take me next.

I keep a journal of the places I pass through and the quiet hours I spend there. The last light on a balcony. A train crossing the sky. The relief of setting down my bags after a long journey.

These are the moments I bring back.

Soft Orbit

A fictional travel journal through future worlds. Slow scenes, atmospheric music, no talking. Visuals and music created with AI assistance.