sunday finds

who invited the mosquitoes (why do things start to get weird at 5 am?)

sunday finds ( on a tuesday )

out of my head

a cap at midnight

sunday finds

the way out

to have you, I must lose you.
to hold you, I must vanish from you.
to see you again, I must see nothing more.
for me to say the way, I must walk the way.
for me to be the way, I must pray the way.
- D. Higgs