'Check your feet, they tied your laces together when you wasn't looking...'
"Those grey days, a guy on the other platform, gray hoodie, hands in pouch, train goes by and you see them looking sideways between the cars...smell memory man...rain. That's rain, anyhow.
Naw, thats only 3d, I forget time from time to time; all theory, never in practice, well, sometimes, but only in memory...but i suppose truth only exists in memory. Every other time it isn't, its just too cold, or too warm, or what's that sound, or waiting for a light..." (Jono, Feb. 2007).