sexta-feira, 15 de março de 2024

It's 13:44

"She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard."

So that's how I went from beholding strange women to beholding the stranger woman. The girl on the Moon is in my imagination, and anyone who shakes off the wine to buy the Field can be her.

One year ago...