Eyeless, I wandered through the saltshorn fog; cool, warm, blind, enfolding me. The soft mud through my naked toes, fearing the jagged shells and stones. I stalked you there, naked, unseen, feeling your presence by the warm air through a cool mist.
I am a best friend, a confidant, a madman, a saint, an artist, a persevering failure, and a lover of all things. I am chaos embodied. I am ME!
