Everything to Sea.
Gliding between the wind, my nose is in the trees. Brushes against my face. I breathe heavily. By the Bay. I catch myself swimming...
Everything to Sea.
This Room Only Opens From The Outside.
The Difference Between Thunder and Lightning.
Going North? It's Three Miles That Way.
This Only Means What You Want It To Be.
It's Moments Like This, We Live to Forget.
A Room's Comfort While The Rain Settles In.
I'm Heading to Hoboken.
Recall.
Surface Desk Chaos.
Twenties, Here I Am Looking Back At You.
Where Thanks Misses Forgiveness.
Distain.
It's great how we present ourselves.
That night feels like forever ago.
Golden Years.