Tuesday, September 4

Stay safe, for a while
[Penelope - Saosin]

I look around and search for familiarity. I wander costantly and search for the road that leads out of here but there isn't one. Where is here? I wish I knew.

How can I describe this place? It's an in-between place. It's like a grand hallway that leads you nowhere, its like a banquet dinner of leftovers, a mother without her child, it's a body without its heart. It's almost there but not quite. It's filled to the brim with personal items yet it's empty because the people who own them aren't here to love them...