The mark had been made for me and the door flung open; the passage, gathering up all the elements of the troubled time, had been itself quite a scene, quite enough of one, and I had become aware with it of a rich accession of possibilities.
“No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.”
Samuel Beckett
INSTAGRAM
BANDCAMP
YOUTUBE