stay awake, don’t close your eyes


Have you ever watched Mary Poppins? The movie opens on London: mist-clouds clinging to what must be invisible roofs scattered with golden light-eyes, all blurrily glowing out of the dark. Sometimes I feel like I’m living that scene: fog clinging to the cityscape, various lights hazily shining at me when I look out the window. It’s a wistful sort of feeling.