Sunday October 04th 2015, 1:56 am
(Jul 30) July was all about the fail. Nothing much got done. The perfect middle of the Summer That Wasn’t.
When I die, this will be the mark I leave behind
The creatures of summer are everywhere
There’s been a lot of waiting here
Someone has lost their screws
These photos inexplicably continue to sum up my present existence perfectly
Is there help on the other end of that line?
The eyeglasses that weren’t meant to be.
