A place for BIG feelings. The soft, peculiar kind you recognise instantly when they arrive. Some are warm and glowing, like watching your friend fall in love, or sitting with a crispy and buttery croissant and your morning coffee while the day begins quietly. Others are heavy in quieter ways. Rocking your baby in the middle of the night while the fridge hums. Wanting to be alone, and then wishing someone would call. Spilling soup on the one jumper that makes you feel like a real person.

Here you’ll find objects and illustrations, letters and small stories.
Not quite a shop, not quite a diary. Just a space to hold what’s usually left unsaid.