I feel like the line between receding wave and shore, like pictures of my life, scattered and drifting, like an endless stream of wind, like light in a tunnel, like you, like me, like neither, and more.
I feel like the line between receding wave and shore, like pictures of my life, scattered and drifting, like an endless stream of wind, like light in a tunnel, like you, like me, like neither, and more.