I was restless and time was telling me things i did not want to know. I put on a private gaze and went outside. But there was nowhere i could go without thinking about danger. I came back to contemplate what i could do with my life and decided to dedicate it to you. The one who made me restless in the first place.
In which a long-time record collector and sometimes poet shares shares vinyl finds, words of worth, and plays keep or cull.
