An Ode to Lost Things
Bit by bit, life erodes these ideas one has. Dreams, goals, aspirations, all grand schemes are subject to moderation, and the changing climate of life. Today as the weather outside dips, and moisture freezes on the window panes, I find myself with little to say. I awake, and drink my coffee, smoke my cigs and go about the morning routine that has defined me these … Continue reading An Ode to Lost Things