a dream;

[Time it was and what a time it was it was,
A time of innocence a time of confidences.

Long ago it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you]

bookends was playing on the record player and i was a big idiot.

scythian empires

just a little bird floating on a hurricane.

i choose to remember this way.

okay. black coffee. monday.