Burning the late night oil, the candle isn’t the only thing on fire.
Similar to the light dancing around the room, my mind knew how to groove too.
Riding along a train of thought that never seems to stop, but only buries its tracks in between the still moments of nothing, I stayed up.
When keeping the dream alive keeps me alive, the late night oil is more important than you realize.
-B
Shirt by Calvin Klein | Joggers by Mark Ecko | Shoes by Creative Recreation
Photography by Johnny Rios | Editing by My Boy B
