all for less

This song.
Kills my insides.
Somehow.

If you have some time, please give it a watch.

Repeat.
M.

silk

skin like silk
face like glass

connections
joining
turning right
and turning wrong

like a massive web
or like a map rather
of things
here and there


and the funny thing is
it's all the same matter

trblnt

okay.
So.
what is this, and what is that? (what a brilliant question to ask around 4am)

Here's to the turbulent nights.

E. gave me a plan though, and I greatly appreciate this, since this is not something that happens often, with me.
It goes something like this:

Bath
bubbles
wine
a pretty glass
yoga-mat
candles.

I think I might follow through, you know.
But a bit later on.
Today is a day for blogging.

If there is truth in anything, there is truth in this tiny velvet rhino.

Here's to rhinos.
M.