Four years dried. No ideas. No inspiration.
Yesterday I daydreamed with a rush of colors. I didn’t want to sleep.
I don’t know how that happened, I just know that now I feel a lot better.
Four years dried. No ideas. No inspiration.
Yesterday I daydreamed with a rush of colors. I didn’t want to sleep.
I don’t know how that happened, I just know that now I feel a lot better.