Untrue is a trip.
I'm walking around on a winter day, late at night, looking at the city skyline. I see people talking, drinking, laughing, but I can't hear a word, I can't see their faces, only the shadows of their eyes. I'm surrounded by people yet completely alone, and for some reason, I find it comforting.
Recently I went on a trip to the desert, and at night, it's dark, really dark, you can see the stars so clearly it's breathtaking, I listened to this while laying down and staring at ... read more