As Well As I Was The One Who Watched.

Waiting at postal office and this is an amphitheater.

It's been a while. I don't think I want to speak about red lights again, but... It's inevitable, isn't it.

I can't just ignore them.

It's... So calm

Like in the eye of the storm.

You look from behind the corner and only thing you can see is darkness that can't be tamed by a simple street lamp.

It feels haunted.

And this is something even I can recognize! Peonies!

...right?

Kind lady (gn) agreed to pose for a second :)

I should go home.

Lady and her.... Cat?

Dried flowers are constant. They don't change, don't grow, don't rot.

Only turn to dust when their time comes.

Old ferris wheel in park I haven't been into for a long while.