Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

timeslip

the only choice seconds one holds together are those in the early morning and late night.

Agreed.
Absolutely.
Unequivocally.

when the river turns into a magic mirror

and drinks all the lights until they fade into daylight

Totally.

I know exactly what you mean.

I used to sit in Trafalgar Square a lot in my early twenties, at the end of almost every night out in London. The lion closest to the Strand - that was my lion. A friend and I used to sit on his back and command him to fly us to Big Ben, but the lion never moved, so we decided he had a thyroid problem and didn’t push the issue any further.

Blissful moments, a lot like nostalgia.

mr. witness: this is highly agreedly true. such a shame, but oh.
hrishi: i like that water drinks the light.
anne: in agreement! oh dear.
ben: ah - yes. i rather know what you mean. although it is impossible to command such things, as they are commanded by so many. but yes.

Late night and early morning slip into one; the time where my fears are born.