the sky: a mood ring of sorts.
flickr.
my words.
"we seldom know what we're hearing when we hear something for the first time, but one thing is certain: we hear it as we will never hear it again. we return to the moment to experience it, I suppose, but we can never really find it, only its memory, the faintest imprint on what it really was, what it meant." - Colum McCann; Let the Great World Spin
