spring, three years ago:
it was a good day.
it's almost april.
i find myself searching out
inspiration in every nook
and cranny of my existence.
time can't pass by slowly enough...
always moving, always.
(just slow down, please?
...away we go!)
"i know we're going to meet some day
in the crumbled financial institutions of this land
there will be tables and chairs
there'll be pony rides and dancing bears
there'll even be a band
cause listen, after the fall there will be no more countries
no currencies at all, we're gonna live on our wits"
-andrew bird; "tables and chairs"