Insomnia – nightly expedition and sneaking around on the net

I live in a shithole. I try to ignore that I live in a shithole.  My sleep pattern gone haywire, my eating habits likewise. Time does funny things, and seems to coil and loop. That is why I drove out last night, at three thirty in the morning to capture the early morning light.

There was not much to capture. A handful of drunk people staggering home.
The light was too flat, the morning to far gone for that magic sunrise.
But I found the moon.
And I saw the town I live in – literally – in a new light. It doesn’t make me love the place, but a little more understanding, maybe.

The internet – a neverending source of weirdness, beauty, brutality and the bizarre. Here is the best of last nights wanderings.
I’ll post the rest later – having himalayan bother with my internet connection.

I love this. It makes sense.

The world is sick, and this is the proof, was my first thought. But then, in a way it makes sense.

This is gorgeous. The colours, the rust, the bulletholes, the guy. Ugly-beautiful.

I love letters. I love decay.

Ugly-beautiful.