Lovely day
Made my way all through the town, past the armory, the galleries, the library, the park blocks, to Hawthorne and back to the NW.
Headphones are a pleasant way to ignore strangers interuptions.
The wind ruffles my hair and I sing a foreign tune as I wander through ancient architecture.
The barren trees scratch the cold blue sky. Under piles of leaves I wonder what hidden dark things wait.
My mind is inhabited with ghosts.
Made my way all through the town, past the armory, the galleries, the library, the park blocks, to Hawthorne and back to the NW.
Headphones are a pleasant way to ignore strangers interuptions.
The wind ruffles my hair and I sing a foreign tune as I wander through ancient architecture.
The barren trees scratch the cold blue sky. Under piles of leaves I wonder what hidden dark things wait.
My mind is inhabited with ghosts.
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azura:
nice. very nice.
takeshi21:
It's all French to me!