right here, in this moment, everything is warm. everything is calm. the light splatters across every wall, and bleeds down every surface. my eyes soak up the bloodbath and i'm as close to peace as i'll ever feel.
this is where my compass leads. on this river. under these train tracks.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Do you think about me now and then?
Posted by Anne at 4:07 AM