Vintage new

Initially it's not easy, but I've got better at it. Roaming through old thoughts and new revisions, the choices are there. Being is believing. 

The future is bright

brighter

down there

somewhere 

In the vault where the heart reoffends and swirls around like a blooming flower bud on fire. There's plenty of looks and glances directed at me, through to the end. Retake the challenges, I'd say.