Man, the things that come to us in the middle of the night.

Joy Division – 1980

Don't give up

The harder you try, the bigger the fall

Every spring, graduation season stirs something ancient in me—ghosts of choices, absences, and half-formed goodbyes.

how many roads must a man walk down?

Capturing the volatility of love one bar at a time.

I'll miss you until we meet again.

We must run with horses

Drunk with the scent of absence as the sword spun behind.