Thirsty

Friday, January 21, 2005

Ten days

It's been ten days. Ten days of climbing, falling, crawling, crying, flying, dying, reviving, shining. No need to go into this any further though. Because time is like sand on a child's chalk drawing.

Check out Max Richter: melancholic indies-electronica on piano.

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