Trouble.

Normally, I'd trouble you all with my incessant blabbing and whatnots. This time, I'll settle for a kinda trippy music video of a song which lyrics I hope is enough to convey what I want to, rather than what I always do.

sometimes, a song is all you need.

any other time, you need professional help, son.

Dust to dust.

it's an indescribable sense of liberation;
like water seeping into a dried well.
light shinning in the darkness, finally.

all is dust; all is rewritten.

you.

they say the worst ideas come with the best of intentions, or the other way around.
but for what it's worth.

Bon anniversaire, mon amour. Je t'aime et je t'aimerai pour toujours.

1.

a brightly colored bag.

one young boy's attempt to spell love.

a whisper of serenity.

one period of unprecedented joy.

a promise kept, unbroken.

one.

Four.

The reason I swim; 

because I don't want to drown, again.