Both images from Slava Mogutin's blog
Today, laundry was done, Morrissey was played and sang along to, the Concretes were played, the weather got cold, and it was the type of day when that music would be played. I feel pretty awful. Even these images aren't as stirring as they should be. Even my bed doesn't hold me, touches me hesitantly, and I can't even sleep away the day.