The last place you'll find her is where she's sitting.
Because at any given moment she's always a million miles away.
Inside her head like deep space, she might be a satellite.
Her thoughts dance around who she is---she won't find it---inside, outside...
She is a stranger.
Probably the strangest you'd ever come to know.
Can anyone ever really say that they know her?
After all, how can you know someone who doesn't even know themself?"
~author K. Day
*photographer Brian Barbier
model K. Day