Brighton in the light

music while you read: Bjork - Unison

the closest cafe to the closest train station to my home... went there this one time, don't wanna be a 'local'. 

the day i painted a gold tree and smashed my iphone screen into many tiny little pieces...

inside london bridge station. sometimes i don't like capital letters.

That brighton sunset.

when i was seeing what i was looking at.

it was this.

the fun crowd.

r: you like birds, don't you mish?
m: yeah, i think i do, what makes you say that?
r: when we went to margate you tired to make friends with that seagull, telling it to "jump up" like it was a puppy or something.
m: i guess that would do it. 

PRESENTS

it was the 1st time i'd been to a beach where there's rocks instead of sand.

strangers and ice-cream 

i always want to find my way back to the water. 

= path trails off and heads down a mountain, through the dry bush, i don't where it leads, i don't really care =

when prague was my playground...

Music while you read: Maps by Keaton Henson

 watching the making of a generous lady.

 first thing.

he was playing that machine in the church. 

i could see it, but not him.

today if you hear His voice, do not harden your heart. 

 he wanted to feed them.

 sani. gelato.

a common view at the time. 

 i really like Prague. 

we were all waiting. he kept smiling at me.

Augustin is a musician that grow up in a castle. In my book he drew a map on how to get there...i followed the map.

 everyone is going somewhere.

  down a road i'd never been. 

= foxes have holes and birds have nests... =

he was friendly and he wanted it all. 

always the ocean, always.

a place for the artist in you

 

like i hold on to you