A Memory of Things Past

…or rather a month past, and a wall of boxes and furniture with it. “La Petite Mort” is just bull-shit. Every time you move a part of you dies – usually from a combination of exhaustion and exasperation – and there is no post orgasmic state to land to safely land you on pink fluffy clouds on the other side either…

After four flights of stairs and only the actual moving left

After four flights of stairs and only the actual moving left

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