You're keeping her up all night bringing her down

I hate waiting, but I don't think I am anymore. Now I am just floating around, I am a boat upon a river that just slowly makes its way down the stream and around me are all of earths population, laughing children, crying mothers, nostalgic fathers and they are all living their simple lives. And there are growing trees and a sky that's both blue and gray and sometimes it rains and sometimes the sun shines. In the night time I hear people drinking and laughing and lighting their cigarettes. In the morning the world is still. Right now, it's all moving. At least I believe it is.
/Claire





Photos by Trinidad H. Carrillo