crowded streets, brown hair, gold soul.

I stumbled across this tonight, and it will remain playing over and over and over until I decide to poweroff my computer.

I started to make my 'lives-list' today. Two languages, one educational border jump, two hopeful residency, and three materialistic possessions. More to come later.

I need more lomography cameras, and more friends. Or, maybe just more friend time. I'm fucking lonely.

I started to pick up the habitual reading again.

au revoir.