There was a dark room in that space, very dark, filled with water. Boats, people - many of them were on the water, sailing aimlessly and hopelessly. I went into the room and got a cigarette from someone, I might have even smoked it, why not, and left. Didn’t they see me? They kept thinking there was no way out, they thought there was no end to that water...

credit: danr13


Far Out

Всегда держу в чистоте и не захламываю пассажирское место в своём авто. А вдруг однажды какой-нибудь лунатик запрыгнет ко мне в машину и выпалит: "Держи курс на Биг-Сур и ни о чём не беспокойся." Должна же жизнь как-то расширяться...