Night was in full force in Athens. The crux of evening was
sharp and breaching – people were going to fall on one side and some were going
to get hurt in falling. Uncovered skin was cold now and hair raised on bodies
for balance. Nuance is the order of the day when light permeates conversations
and shadows are thin and temporary but breakings are the umbrella of night,
especially for those whose hearts have yet to die.
A little light stuff, a little substance. A little of this, a little of that. Don't over think it. I know you won't.
Friday, January 27, 2017
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