Leaves are doing their last slow dance before they fall dramatically into their bitumen- or grassgraves.
It doesn't really bother me.
I'm in love. This might be it.
I'm invincible.
About Me
- Jon-Eric
- A returning son blinded by long days in the sun and long, hot nights in The Lucky Country. What do you do after wallowing in illusions too long? How easy is it to yet again put on old shoes and wander around in old routines? A flâneur. Slight penchant for dandyism. Shivering through windy and wintery days in the TigerCity.
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