Took this with my new Kodak this morning, while listening to War, by Idles. It's the ceiling above me in my office. Like a cheap knock-off of a faux CERN pic.
Taken at 9:45 a.m. while listening to Home Spun by Grant Lee Buffalo. Same light, in different light.
The narrowing of life in the third act shrinks the outer flesh of supposed reality while emboldening the bones of honesty so that all comes ...
