#liminalhours

[pix3lpix1]

i wander the sad, desolate streets of my city quite alot while i’m alone

and i dont feel lonely hands in hands with my 5mp camera, and we take moments off together

[pix3lpix1]

i love soundwalking at dawn, while everyone is asleep except the birds. when i can sneak into other people's gardens.

[pix3lpix1]

the lonely swings

all your children grew up except me,,, now we share each other's wistful companionship in silence

[pix3lpix1]

wish i had all the 5am mornings of the world

isolated. serene.

some drunktalk i had written but hve no memory of:

i know it doesnt feel the same as if it's someone you have a bonding with. feels as if it's coping instead of life passing by. and discourages an even more dim emptiness with a nostalgic loneliness of melancholia. ,remembered learnt/old traces :: retracing the learnt memories.time