a_farmhouse_i_know_of sabbie and we'll prolly crashland in the barn, cos steering these things are harder than they look and we'll come out shedding straw like ancient crustanions shed sand across the ocean floor and dragging our wings and we will look up to the noise of dogs_barking_and_shouts_of_joy 020519 ... Sailor Jupiter ...is where I go to think. The echos and the silence of the loft remind me of a cathedral. The spiderwebs that hang remind me of a tomb. The smell reminds me of what it really is. Built in 1916, they said you would fall in 5 years, but you are still there. I tell them that. 020520 what's it to you? who go blather from