Dust and daffodils
Dust and trash. I can neither live on memories nor leave my past. I hear your laughter in every book you read, I smell betrayal in the withered daffodils you […]
Daily Archives: April 27, 2016
Stirred loneliness
See with your eyes! Listen with your ears! And if you wish to smell the fragrance, press for an explanation of every unresolved matter until your understanding is complete. There […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 