And we all want something beautiful
Man, I wish I was beautiful
So come dance the silence down through the morning – Counting Crows – Mr. Jones
See what I mean?
I has the oppourtunity to be downtown a bunch of weeks back, and wander all over my old haunts. I hadnt done an in depth wander since before Covid. So many changes, so quiet, so dead. Everywhere felt worn out and tired. Slumped. Lost the wind in its sails. get me?