Weeks and months turn into years and who knows what surprises a new day will bring? As shelves fill with more songs, dust collects, memories accumulate and we pass through the lives of others, sometimes pausing, sometimes pulling up a chair, sometimes moving on. Thinking that tomorrow is going to be like yesterday. What do we know? I just like words and pictures, so why make excuses for collecting those either? But some things will never change, the sad songs will always be the best ones.

before

• thanks again
• like a cat's breakfast
• cat food
• invitation
• soonish
• greetings
• time
• afterthought
• sway
• a tuesday in history

old old old

• June 2004
• July 2004
• August 2004
• September 2004
• October 2004
• August 2005
• September 2005
• October 2005
• November 2005
• December 2005
• January 2006
• February 2006
• March 2006
• April 2006
• May 2006
• June 2006
• July 2006
• August 2006
• September 2006
• October 2006
• December 2006
• February 2007
• March 2007