The snow falls like glitter and lands on the sidewalk. I look down to see the reflections of it glistening like dead souls surrounding me. They glint with gorgeous light - reflecting, reminding me… I’m not the same as I was before - we all change into something more.
I walk through it. I walk alone… I walk through it; it doesn’t stop me, but it makes me slowly examine my steps. And onward without falling, I think that maybe this year I should buy those expensive snow boots and not as much vodka or fleeting fun, but then I remember… It only happens occasionally.
I’m still searching for a drummer/machinist/producer or just someone who likes my music and wants to play w/me. Listen to my songs HERE and email me if you think you can add something…I’d love to hear from you: firstname.lastname@example.org