adventures in reflective surfaces
As The Party Winds Down
As somber music played on in the background, we sat at the bar and proceeded to drown our sorrows with all the inebrients at hand. When the sun came up, we looked at each other and didn't know who the hell we were looking at.In all likelihood, we would never meet again but there was a sparkle of life in our eyes that twinkled like the last embers in a dying fire.Lost youth, never to return.
02 2002