Youtube strings Angeles on replay.
Elliott Smith loves me and I may have lost my senses to him as well.
I am soulful today.
Sadness creates a universe for souls to flee in flight and they do. A million cries silenced in limbo by rains of bullets and fear.
Nostalgia. Ah!
*Books on the bed. Oscola sends me on errands. Referencing.
String along, baby, he says, and I do.
We are having one of those days when soul meets mortality.
It is what it is. See? Things are what they are.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-p_q5ZT-38
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