Cognitive dissonance
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Only after entering university did I truly begin to notice the concept of "time." Life used to move at a slower pace, but since coming here, every day feels like a race against something. Not racing toward dreams, but rushing to submit assignments, meet class schedules, catch up on coursework, and hurry to the metro. I’ve hardly ever properly rested, nor paused to reflect— "Am I doing okay lately? Are the people around me alright?" It's as if I’m continually sustaining myself under pressure, distorting, collapsing, and reconstructing; the process may look complete, but in reality, it's held together by countless fragments.

