Love doesn’t mean attachment, but it is the easiest way to love, I wanted to write tonight so I do, and I write in the same things I want to lay down on. I. Clouds. Music. Freedom. Nah that’s too cheesy but the sum of that, IS. Discomfort. Mystery. Sum ’em all up and I’ll be. Fly, someone said that was a cliche, I don’t wanna fly, I just want to feel like flying. I wanna photograph, I want to create spaces in which to rejoice.