And when the winter comes,
so does the spirit it brings.
The spirit of the past.
A reflection of where your body has taken you. Everything it has went through to survive and land you in the moving presence of now, today was always your lucky day.
And when the winter comes,
so does the spirit it brings.
The spirit of the past.
A reflection of where your body has taken you. Everything it has went through to survive and land you in the moving presence of now, today was always your lucky day.
To everyone new and old to the creations of My Boy B, I thank you for taking part and supporting my artistic exploits. You are my inspiration and I hope along the way, I have returned the favor.