Weird Divide

In Good Company was spectacular.

i truly miss your hugs.

Several days a month you made
The mile to my house,
And had me do a stroll with you.

Far below a furry moon
Our purposes crossed
The weird divide
Between our kinds

The silver leaves of ailing trees
Took flights as we passed so long ago
But a short time i know.

It pleases me this memory
Has swollen up with age.
Even time can do
Good things to you.

-The Shins

she left him...why?

point to the one you want the most. then, take it. it's yours.

this evening was absolutely delighful.