This Must Be The Place

I see dead people. Most of them are still alive.


The supermarkets were brightly lit, and the music that was piped in freaked us out.

It's been a long time since the old days
Back in the time when our personalities had not yet crystallised.

Back where you belong.

<this aint no holiday>

This blog is the couch I stretch on
This blog is my fifty minute hour.