contaminated love.

“What are you so afraid of?” he asked me. “I’m afraid of myself. Of not knowing what I’m feeling.” “What do you mean by that?” "I could either be in love and not know it; leave you for it and realize later I made a mistake.”   “Or?”   “Think I’m in love and not … Continue reading contaminated love.


A New Era

Time. When you keep track of it, you slow it down, but if you don't, you let it off its leash and it moves on without you knowing. Why would you let it move on without you knowing where it's going? That's why you keep track, why you keep a stack of documents that say what … Continue reading A New Era