Woke this morning looking for another way to say 'I love you', only to find Jean-Michel sewing himself into a sack for the winter, and Andy sparking up the blunts with a splinter.
It's dark tonight.
Even the light in here is dark.
I love darkness.
Everything's so much easier in the dark – easier to pretend things never happened. #dark
In the desolate backwater that is the human experience, some things lift us above the gravels of the earth and the creatures in the field.
And today, that something is reminiscing about 'Agnes', my lost work of #art.
Sense is anything but common.