I am hopelessly and helplessly condemned by my own lust for literature that I recklessly and depravedly buy books with remorseless abandon. My day job is the ever more practical occupation of freelance musician. I'm not rich. Which makes my licentious book purchasing all the more irresponsible.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Same Location Different Season: Winter
Can you see the curious horse through the trees? He came down the hill to investigate.