Think of a story

One that will speak to the mysterious fears of our nature and awaken thrilling horror. To curdle the blood, and quicken the beatings of the heart.

Sometimes I sit in a dimly lit room, reach deep into that hazy, obscure part of my brain, and realize how easily I fail to live my body in this world.

COOL IS YOUR MIND OPEN

Shifting focal points past midnight.

My favorite thoughts are paris in the evening and a new york window view.

Coffee as well (in the morning, afternoon, and past nightfall).

And if you ask for my opinion, to be frank and quite foolish, there isn’t much to say.