Sunday, July 10, 2011

everything is cold

Rain cannot fill the empty hours. by sirtessa

1 comment:

  1. Aural photograph. Which oddly feels much more like being there than if you had shot a photo of the scene. Photos leave so little to imagination in comparison.

    At 2:39 P.M. on a summer sunday afternoon, I looked at my watch and wondered how much longer I'd have to hang out with these people. Fortunately, it was only a few minutes more.