Hands Reversed.

"A thousand deep breaths shall tell a lovely story yet."

January 20, 2012 at 12:55am
Home

I forgot how cold it gets here.

And the constant movement.

I bought cigarettes for the first time today,

but they weren’t for me.

Walking back to my building at midnight with just the rain as a companion and the city noise as background music felt nice.

This was a good first night back home.

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