we got lost tonight, we got carried away

music: i am john - loney, dear
mood: lonely, dear

i've been thinking of nabokov & the gift; cryptic keys lost in text and hidden behind locked doors. and ambiguity has it's charm, the obscure will always allure. i've been asked and the answer is that for the purpose of these pages there is no you, or rather, there is no singularity to be found. somedays you are you, somedays not. often, you're not who you'll expect.
and there is a different me for each and every instance.

your far-away voice is old & forgetful & you've been doubting my love again.