Lately it all seems quite much like a trouble. Like stuff is not entirely right someplace and that the people are wrong, like the weather
Tag: musings
Day One, we’re in the world
Italy, the side of the world where the hot weather and hot coffee make so much sense together. The day is absolutely as it should
“What did it all come down to?” [Poetical]
A soul with mind that’s troubled by all and none.Worried by things and pulled by the foul.Messed with by bits and thrown down below.Messages come
“.conversation.” [short story]
– Hey, can you sleep?– No. And you?– Can’t manage either. What are you thinking?– What would I not be thinking of?– Mmm… White frogs?–
“.rain.” [short story]
The whole of the situation we got in was plain and simple.I found you once the rain hit heavy on the town and made me
“Behind those doors..” [short story]
“Behind those doors lies the world of wonder.” – Thy thought, as hands are tied and feet seem to reside in slumber.“There lies the world
