I’m to lazy to write today. So I’m just reading you all.
Don’t tell me this is not a great writer. I enjoy quite alot reading him, although some times I have to constantly use the dictionary to understand some of his really beautiful words I finally figured out after reading half of the dictionary.
I never stay.
I hum the same song. The words chug out with the same repetition as the tracks, a beat only I appreciate. It’s no life, mum claimed, travelling without a destination. She never understood. No one does. Only the songwriter and me.