It’s been a while, but there are still nights that I dream about mountains.
Watsons Bay. Day’s end.
“Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
- Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut
"These people round here
Wear beaten down eyes sunk
In smoke dried faces
They’re so resigned to what their fate is
But not us
We are far too young and clever
Remember…” - Come on Eileen, Dexys Midnight Runners
“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.” - The Wonder Years