ten january
five : forty-two p.m.

taking up too much space. no more today.

snow on monday, but spring temperatures today. we went to the post office and the book store and the bakery.

"at night, this whole street smells like bread."

things like this (not that, this) get me down. a year ago, it was different.

music : "blind man's arrow" by the appleseed cast
literature : sailing alone around the room by billy collins
fixation : this; rodinol developer