Back in chicago, happily.
New glasses, oddly everything looks the same.
Your car’s like a go kart; it moves swiftly, handles like a dream, but it all ends in a moment. I don’t like that. The door will shut in front of me, I’ll wave from the drive, stale smoke weaving between my fingers, exhaling a breath to the frigid evening. The music has been played, red pencil covers the scene. Now it is but a warm bed and a lingering scent, and a wait that...
I don't want to fall asleep in case this past day...
thebikeist replied to your video: Araabmuzik live. I wanna see this dude. he’s playing in chicago soon, are ya going to that show? Hopefully, if it’s after I get back from Boston.