Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Hello Darkness my old friend ...


Hello Darkness my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain,
Still remains, within the sounds of silence.
—Simon and Garfunkel

Pencil

So my big dilemma today is whether to write something. I was going to write something every day, and make a picture, but yesterday I wrote t...