Busy afternoons collapse themselves into a little bottle of wine. I hide my cigarettes so I know exactly where to go when temptation strikes. Adorable word: decadent. I use it with every sentence just because I like the way it’s spelled. that’s a good reason, right? Why is the word “empty” full of meaning? My camera was full of pictures of clouds, but I deleted them when the moon came out. Now, you ask, what’s the point of that? The point is that there were clouds stored in my camera when there were clouds in the sky. Illusory projections. Clouds float because if they didn’t we wouldn’t be able to make up stories and shapes in the sky : we’d just be covered in mist that made no sense … just blue, blue, blue, empty blue, everywhere.
