It’s late. I’m kinda tired, but also this August evening is so strangely tranquil that I just want to.. pause with it. The lanterns are dim, decagram silhouettes on the ceiling. My window is a midnight blue over shadows of maples, with a light breeze coming through that cools the air. Everything is quiet, except a train in the...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
