Random thoughts, stolen images, hidden conversations and incoherent babble from beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time.
Friday, May 29, 2020
Here's oor hoose stretched and reflected in the shiny arse of a car. It has a rather interesting and exotic Andalusian quality about it that fair makes me fancy taking the ferry to Tangier or the bus to Cowdenbeath. Most things are, at their edges, more of an illusion than a real thing. Something that's both profound and meaningless.