you are Sir Real
Foxes (sighing like a furnace) | Sparrow House
it's getting colder here
matching moods with the patchy weather
swimming through the memories
floating in the present, with eyes half-closed
dreaming under the blankets of imaginary snow
my fingers smell like the darkroom, is love just a combination of chemicals?
if so, I can tell you that love is 1 1/2 cups of dektol and 3 cups of water. pouring in fixer and stop in separate trays, in the end you wash and dry till the image is tangible. I am building my memories/myself slowly.