Wednesday, September 24, 2014

"So much of what we think or express is from the backseat of cars, chins resting on hands, eyes tired and alive, or with bony fingers wrapped around the wheel, looking at the midnight earth or golden city, your gaze flickering in time with your thoughts, meeting the eyes from the passenger seat."
-EVERYTHING IS POIGNANT / Rachel Bushong / September 2014

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