09 February 2013

un.) finding myself slightly intoxicated last night; on sadness, on whiskey. deux.) the way H.'s eyes light up when his favourite song is played by the DJ. trois.) the way lace clung to my collarbones when dancing. quatre.) waking up with a cloudy mind, thoughts mimicking the mid-February weather. cinq.) rain falling on the brick outside my window, soft ticking, counting the drops in a minutes time. six.) Keaton Henson on vinyl to keep me company during breakfast.

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