plus: nigel
Oxford
Oxfordshire, UK
save it somewhere else always room for the digital overflow spend the day meandering through the meadows in sun drenched england never get enough of the summer sport skin and sweatshirts in nominally cool temperatures with a chill breeze wander lonely as a cloud plot and plan tilter between contemplative rides or productive pilgrimage long haul settling narrow down options or sift through the war torn past and keep the stone rolling moss doesn't gather in spring or so it goes that you are over the love we had and want to make a friendship out of what remains brings a stolid acidic flavour to the throat and mouth no change on this side you know that's not what i want that's right i got it as you said it no one for certain got a little vile out of the system pushing the catchup rag down deep inside pull out ink stained and bare knuckled confused everyone has a little bit of that in life makes the following moment a little clearer than the previous allows for modesty to slip in out of control substance curfew now and then again off on turned about halted questioned sent home reimbursed tighten those purse strings holiday maker this love affair is over straighten out and put the wheel in motion no detective novel playhouse fun ride get rhythm when you get the blues helps to walk around stamp your foot shovel dirt baby steps little new shoes measure success in the achievements of desire satisfaction hunger and sleep are good starts