Friday 13 November 2009

Passing...

Living...
Breathing...
No real sense of place, no real sense of time.
It is simply not about "the moment".
It is about the passing.

What day is?
What is supposed to be?
Elapsing surreality...

2 comments:

Tuesdai Noelle said...

Morning Fe,

This is exqusite and sharp.

Susan said...

love this post.
have a sweet day, xoxo