Monday, September 13, 2010

Uncover our heads

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following this stream up north
Where do people like us float?

Came back to Paris for a visit. Everything's changed, and somehow I feel the same here, good and bad. The emotions and experiences that I left a year ago just hit me like a tidal wave. Unexpected, but I'm still enjoying myself.

Isabel and I went to see Fever Ray. It was an incredible concert, surreal and haunting, everything that I imagined it would be.

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