Today is my best friend's birthday. She is a whopping twenty one years old, and I've known her for eleven of them, since we were young and naive, chasing ice cream vans and making up songs, having sleep-overs and writing messages on ceilings with a torch, running around Europe on school trips and summer holidays, and wondering what life held for us; I hope it holds only wonderful things for you, DL, because that's all you deserve.
Friday, 20 May 2011
Thursday, 12 May 2011
Monday, 9 May 2011
In Flight Of Night
Sunday, 1 May 2011
Thursday, 28 April 2011
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Lit Lunacy
When seeking illumination, we look to the moon and the stars. We peer into blackness and find bright faces. We ask our questions into the dark night sky because it in itself is a question. The mystery that the moon sits amongst, the furthest reaches of time and space. You can't stare the sun in the eye.
Thursday, 21 April 2011
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