oui. c'est vrai. times are hard for dreamers. they've maybe never been harder. but the dreamers are never really stopped..
we forget because we must.
beer followed up by tea.tea makes everything better. it's true.
the doctor & rose. hope.
pretending i'm at wigram house.
trucks going over speed bumps sounding like buses on victoria st.
imagining the light leaking in the window is from westminster cathedral.
embracing solitude.
planning which stephen fry novel to read next.
peeling paint from my skin.
a clean room.
being wrapped in my lfc fleece.
the elo. the last thirty seconds or so of mister blue sky.
salvation & damnation are the same thing.
truth isn't stranger than fiction. even better when fiction is just as strange as truth.
not thinking about tomorrow, or those tomorrows to come.
forgetting yesterday, remembering yesterdays that were, and not wanting to go back, but just being glad that they happened.
ideas.
smiling.
redefenition.
& did i say hope? calm, silent, smiling, hidden hope.
the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that, so much madder, so much darker, and so much better..
quotes are fine when you can't say it better. i learned that in college.
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