damp purple roses. such a nice thing. crisp air, freshly wet asphalt. pale blue dawn, so pale this far north. the grey still crowds the edges, but the gold shines around the edges. mostly it's just that the roses smelled so beautiful.
T-minus 2 days: CA
how ever will i stay up here any longer than is absolutely necessary. easy answer there. when the wind changes, you have to present the right set of sails, or you'll lose the opportunity.
i need a tired emote. like a seagull needs salt, like NYC needs spare change, like evil needs company.
T-minus 2 days: CA
how ever will i stay up here any longer than is absolutely necessary. easy answer there. when the wind changes, you have to present the right set of sails, or you'll lose the opportunity.
i need a tired emote. like a seagull needs salt, like NYC needs spare change, like evil needs company.
I would have a problem leaving the north: the beauty, the relative solitude. I understand the social interaction is less than stellar though.
ps. I hope you find a place which makes you feel rested.
~cheers