Ursula

Over the dark and barren landscapes of a city somewhere in the Arctic Circle we hear the story of a man who dreamed he was a woman an oneiric reverie that allows him to be in two opposite places at the same time It is a beautiful metaphor as well as a eulogy about accepting what seems illogical instead of looking for meaning one that finds comfort in the darkness and restlessness that disturbs sleep turning it into a space for the subconscious to rise