10am and on. A dense grey again, slightly less bright than yesterday. Keeping ones own light steady still, trying to be a bit from everything in everywhere. Breathing the scent of forest in the living room. The solemn in the memories.
10am and on. A dense grey again, slightly less bright than yesterday. Keeping ones own light steady still, trying to be a bit from everything in everywhere. Breathing the scent of forest in the living room. The solemn in the memories.