WILD BOHEMIA

WILD BOHEMIA

5.9.13

Meanwhile all I wanted to do was runaway.

In one minute, or sixty seconds, or sixty thousand milliseconds, today will be gone and today will be yesterday and tomorrow will be today. It's kind of terrifying when you think about it. Terrifying in the way that everything you did today - all the lists you've made, places you've been, things you've touched, songs you've heard, conversations you've had - will very soon become just a memory, or even worse, forgotten. Lost amidst all your yesterday's. Gone.































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