Float

Float
Weeki Wachee Springs 1945 © Toni Frissell

Tuesday, March 3, 2009


this is where my nights venture. this is where my mind wonders. drifting beyond and in between oblivion. leading me to the darkest depts of forgiven space and even further past unnecessary emptyness. this is where my time goes. blank nothingness and dessert moments of weakness and want. Of diffrence and same. Of up and down. This is where my nights venture. This is where my mind wonders. Staring into space. The airy blanks between my eyes and the ceilings and us.. We continue to lay.