Some nights, clarity seems so close.
These days, I’m pondering over small rooms, devotion, laceless shoes, dying daisies, laundry days, Germans, exercise, and how much time it takes to clear one’s head.
February 21, 2011 by timpadraic
Some nights, clarity seems so close.
These days, I’m pondering over small rooms, devotion, laceless shoes, dying daisies, laundry days, Germans, exercise, and how much time it takes to clear one’s head.
