Monday, April 21, 2008

# 232

#232

Childhood is a strange country. It's a place you come from or go to - at least in your mind. For me it has an endless, spellbound something in it that feels remote. Its like a little sealed-vault country of cake breath and grass stains where what you do instead of work is spin until you're dizzy.

--Lyall Bush

1 comment:

rdl said...

i'd much rather spin!!