What a lovely weekend.
Hint of sarcasm, probably - naturally.
It was my birthday on Saturday,
yeah, that's right.
Golden circle, or, golden grain,
that's how I like to describe my close (group of) friends.
A select few, who all share similar qualities:
- Mental/emotional instability
- A strong sense of Carpe Diem
- Vulgar/violent tendencies.
- Undying loyalty
Love... that's what I feel, for this golden grain.
lack of sleep is haunting me at the moment.
Misty vision. Rubber limbs.
A Leonard Cohen poetry book - come on,
you don't get anything better/worse than that.
If I could, I'd live in the pages.
Oh wait, no, that's already happening...
"I wonder how many people in this city
live in furnished rooms.
Late at night when I look out at the buildings
I swear I see a face in every window
looking back at me,
and when I turn away,
I wonder how many go back to their desks
and write this down."
- Leonard Cohen (I wonder how many people in this city)
© Luke Daniel