Tuesday, September 15, 2009

I sometimes ask myself…

ARTIFICIAL PARADISE,INC. from Jp Frenay on Vimeo.


I use to wash my dad’s old Ford Pick-up. The holes in the body walls provided a most pleasing smell while still moist. I would breath in the the unknown and go through doorways to another place. I would sometimes ask, am I addicted? Some day, there will be only crab grass and cockroaches. I miss not smelling the world, I miss that reassurance.


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