I think design is the most pure form of synthesis — the synthesis of ideas. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
Thunder rumbling like thoughts unsaid, left for times that were never to come. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
Into the sunset, poetic, while I made my peace - with the moon. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
I don’t know when I realized that it was all just figments. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
On and on into eternity. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
And I sit here thinking how a life can be summed in three words or a novel. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
Aging with the seconds that are never returned. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
The city hits you like a trainwreck on fire. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
You whispered it in my ear, short, throaty, the most meaningless of them all. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
Like airplane wake in a deep blue sky. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
Inside the dust trapped fibers of a pillow made in China. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.
2AM is not a time for lovers. Musings from a soul who wants a little bit of everything.