A gray afternoon, the pale clouds above portending a storm. Sitting at a Starbucks, on an assignment, waiting for the sky to break.
Listening to Armin van Buuren’s Imagine album. Bliss. Sharon Den Adel’s voice is cathartic.
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
In a trance
About
34, male and very Cancerian. Often irascible, even if he is prescient to his emotions. Lives for the resonance of beautiful passages, cinematic magic and aural bliss. Dabbles in fiction writing, photography, sketching and daydreaming in his free time, even though he is paid to do just those in a professional capacity.
He is, in other words, quite a geek.
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