This sky...

 

Something about this poorly photographed sky draws me... into some kind of long lost memory, a feeling overly oblivious but always remembered when the scenery is givin'. Has it something to do with my strange state of mind I am in right now, listening to Björk's «Biophilia» and The Mars Volta's «Noctourniquet»? They totaly fit into the whole scenery. Of course, it's dark in my room. And I miss the world, the travel and adventures like Jules the Pilgrim. But they are hidden, somewhat in this feeling of a memory. This feels truely... and utterly... surreal.

«Noctourniquet» by The Mars Volta