Friday, November 6, 2009

A rusty heart starts to whine

It's been a bizarre couple of weeks- wishing for places and people that are far away. Normalizing my melancholy with songs this afternoon...

My mind is like an orchard
Clustered in frozen portraits
Of blossoms that bloomed so fine
Just to drop from the vine
I've seen 'em all tonight
-TV on the Radio

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