something old…
(i hope you don’t mind..but this is so beautiful…!)
….tomorrow. not thinking about it. not really complaining either. not explaining anything, not even going to try. i’m just getting out, taking it in. nights are becoming eternal, the fall’s here. so i’m photographing it, snapshots left and right, that’s all I do. it’s an unending farewell. the party, the energy, the sweet hypocrisy, this crave for extremes people try hard - and fail - to repress. the day’s uniforms and the dark’s nonsense. the fog and the heavy clouds that always seem to go unnoticed (at least by me), the surprisingly clear, starry night skies. and now, this taste of unfinished business in every cup of awful coffee
