lost time.

"Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted." 

— John Lennon

"Some things don't last forever, but some things do. 

Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory 

you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, 

pressing down on the corners and peering in close, 

hoping you still recognize the person you see there." 

— Sarah Dessen

 I am on call tonight at job number two, 

and I just found out I have to go in. And in the 28 seconds that that phone call lasted

my night went from productive and relaxing to long and very tiring. 

I know I can control my own thoughts - 

make up my mind to make the best of the situation.

Choose to see it not as I know it to be - somehow brighter.

But all I can think about right now is the summer I spent abroad.

I know I must have looked at the time at some point,

but I dont remember ever doing it.

Its sort of all a deliriously foggy dream 

in which trains and gardens and museums all meld together 

to form one beautiful hiatus dabbled ever so lightly in British literature.

photographs by Berni Tin