I didn’t get the materials to complete the case tonight, so I added to the compass outline – three sparrows and a quote from Ulysses by James Joyce, “all or not at all”
Let me tell you how you will be loved.
Well and honest.
Patiently and reverently.
Truly and unapologetically.
With the lights on. With the lights off.
With no one but the moon watching.
With everyone watching.
Always. Closely. Happily.
Let me tell me where you will find
In your own hands first, baby.
In your own damn hands.
From what I’ve heard:
Branches scraping the boarded windows sound like something trying to claw its way inside, and the wind howls like the voice of that animal, a low, wounded moan.
It’s been twenty years.
I was worried I’d live forever.
Lions Gate Bridge
Am I alive? Then yes.
3 Rounds And A Sound | Blind Pilot
I hope we dance tonight
Before we get it wrong
I am the sea and nobody owns me
I belong to myself
I am the sky and I am mine
I am mine