zaterdag 11 januari 2014

my age

We're at the local church to attend G's wake. As could be expected, it is so crowded inside that when the doors finally close, not a single inch of space is left untaken.
Instrumental versions of U2 songs come loud, fill the silence. It's the music that people of my age, as is the majority of everyone here at the ceremony, grew up with. G did too.

starry sky
what is infinity
you ask

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