Friday, February 27, 2009
I've just realized that I've become rather too cozy at home, a bit of a misanthropist and this is what I've ended up doing rather than going out. Rather indulging in it actually.
From that cloud, number nine, Danger starts the sharp incline, And such sad regrets, Oh as those starry skies, As they swiftly fall. Tendrils of Smoke & Ochre. A Chalice of Wanderlust. Art made Fluid and Mobile. Go on take a peak through the crack in the Door of My Life...I Dare You.