I re-watched The Dreamers Sunday night on an Aerobed on my veranda, a warm someone next to me, the air thick from the smell of exploding jasmine blossoms.
It was a sensory overload heaped on a weekend of hedonism, so I need to re-set my circuit breakers.
Expect a long, rabbit-holish post about the movie, and my life.
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