The happy place

The sun is shining night and day. Mosquitoes hidden in the greenery are drinking my blood through straw lips to feed their families as I mind my own business.

And now I’m on the commuter train again, listening to :Wumpscut: again

”Siamese”

Niemals geboren worden zu sein, ist vielleicht der größte Segen von allen

I see the world speeding by through the window; a few red houses but mostly trees and a lake

And a great gray sky

Man, I love this place