went for a christmas/new years walk at home. it was grey and rainy.
Continue reading “walking. stalking.”
this guy is moving forward faster than me in the morning, my career and my receeding hairline.
life is like leaves in a forest. its full of surprises, amazingly diverse, hauntingly beautiful. and then some jerk shows up, steps on you, crushes you and your dreams, takes a picture and puts it on his wannabe-artsy blog.