There are no stars in this town. Light pollution drowns them out. You have to go out to the country but that can get so lonely. So I usually stay inside with closed blinds and dim the lights. Read some bukowski or hemingway or stare the ceiling and just drift away. Are you afraid of the dark? Because I am. Are you afraid to die? Alone, yes.
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2011 • The End of Something
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2011 • The End of Something
2011 • The End of Something
2011 • The End of Something
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest
2020 • If You Sit Really Really Quietly In The Forest