Monday, 28 March 2011

A return ticket...

  Years ago, taking the Metropolitan line into London... the train would streak through suburbia, past endless back gardens in the sunshine, for those moments I was nowhere... and free. It felt as though the train would leave the rails and ascend up up up into the future, into the past, into the dark heart of love itself.

Tamaryn - 'Love Fade'

Thursday, 24 March 2011

Tuesday, 8 March 2011