the past two weeks it snowed. and snowed some more. and then i got sick. i spent a long time just looking at it fall, thick and fat. watched the sopranos. listened to j.tilman. shopped online. the days kind of blurred, the way they do this time of year. i dreamt fever dreams. crazy things and although i knew i dreamt they seemed too vivid not to be real. in one a voice repeated over and over like it meant something special ‘walk far enough and you will bleed the colour right out of these streets’. i woke with the phrase stuck in my head and even now it’s there. i don’t have a clue what it means. if it means anything at all. but i love the sound of it.