"In 1994, a crack unit of semi-trained specialists were sent into Henley on a mission to alter their perspectives. They haven’t been fully able to function since, the shit was that strong… So if you’ve got a problem, and no one else can help, maybe you can hire… someone who isn’t giggling too much in a confused mess of epic proportions".
“I will meet you on the nape of your neck one day,
on the surface of intention, word becoming act.
We will breathe into each other the high mountain tales,
where the snows come from, where the waters begin.”—Luke Davies, from “[In the yellow time of pollen]” (via proustitute)