I never understood why boats have to made of paper, and that's the important question.
Hope is perhaps my defence against the future.
It's very easy to go wrong with lights.
Halloween was my excuse to get candy, for my sister it was a game of dress-up.
I remember when I used to treasure a photo and keep it between pages to keep it safe.
I think it's easier to be happy when you know less about it.
To think that one day everything we know today will be branded 'vintage' is hilarious.
Now that I write this, I think to myself, I could have literally thought of anything else.
I have painted these streets and these memories are mine to keep.
I'll tell you why this post is important, it's because the doorbell makes me nervous.