Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Strangely yours.

"Mire que se ti quise, fué por el pelo; Ahora que estás pelona, ya no te quiero." "Look, if I loved you it was because of your hair. Now that you are without hair, I don't love you anymore."

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Sleep baby..

Everything will be alright soon.

Sunday, August 04, 2013

Blast to the past

Wet morning. Hot coffee. All life's energy expended in the last week. Found hope in inspiration. Missing. My dialogue of the moment.