Paraselene woman, I'm your man on the moon.

And like a grain of diamond dust, you float.

Friday 22 February 2013 1:10am
Tonight I watched the lightening in the gold and grey sky. I filmed parts to the short story and recorded a tiny song. I am wallowed in the characters of the worry dolls and their kaleidoscopic world. I want to buy a house. In fact, if it weren't for my lack of finances, I would be in a house by now. Well, not so much a house - I would be content with a matchbox apartment (those apartments which are so small, you have to place your bed by the kitchen counter). Even one of those I cannot afford! oxoxoxoxoxoxox