Be careful, you are not in Wonderland. I’ve heard the strange madness long growing in your soul. But you are fortunate in your ignorance, in your isolation. You who have suffered, find where love hides. Give, share, lose—lest we die, unbloomed.

We used to smoke and I used to do pottery.

24 October 2019: Found these two photos from Crane Road while fiddling with Lightroom today.

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