Here are a set of images I took whilst being unable to sleep.
Excerpts from my notebook:
“Experiental poetry —get your damn nose outta my dusty notebook & sneeze for yourself.” – 7/9
“The only lights I see are cellphones and the only words I hear are into them.” – 7/6
“This thought is like a simile.” – 7/10
Okay, good night (I hope).
Listening to: Vivid, Thievery Corporation