Monday, January 18, 2010

grey life.

coffee in the blackest black, memories of our swedish ancestors once but now long gone. a day to explore how appropriate the album leaf can be when we can’t even find our hands in these sheets of madness pounding down from above. lost but never the more found, soundtracks for a few hours seemingly parallels that of our own years; transcending above the physical, the need to return seems questionable.