It matters not where you going Or where you have been She treats you like family Intention unseen Whether strolling the city Or on a couch in a burb She shows you the stars While you sit on the curb

By Steven, ago

Train stations

A wise man once said to me that Melbourne is like a train station: it’s a place you go when you are going somewhere else. And while I think he was right, perhaps everywhere is slowly becoming somewhere on a stop to somewhere different. That here is just another roadside Read more…

By Steven, ago