and the love letters and all that stuff…. but you’re never there.
i just like this foto and i have no words for it…but something something about time and distance makes me all melancholy-ish. maybe i just need stuff… like arms or legs or lips and stuff… stuff you can feel. Maybe because it’s a short month…. i don’t know….
la vie en bleu de temps en temps.
so… nothing…. that’s it.
a necklace watch. upside down. so when you hang it around your neck you can lift it gently with your hand and check the time right side up.
So... Nothing. That's it.