I listen to fiona apple like how a young peasant boy would listen to the tales of the travelers everytime they reached his village, wide eyed and holding my breath in reverence

Sometimes your body asks of you to go down the highway down the tracks down the road to ectasy, following someone beneath the stars, hounded by their memory

Morning Routine

Get to know me — by my essentials : )

Hi do you want to come for a walk and hold my heavy water bottle for me and maybe stare longingly at the river for a while

Nobody knows I’m carrying a cow tongue and juicy olives in this Shakespeare and Company tote

Vous serez ma proie

Thinking of Viggo Mortensen’s character in Captain Fantastic (2016) on this Father’s Day