'I'm a Hard-Hearted, Honey-Pot, Hungry Shepherd. And I'm longing to be born for you.'

(shot last Monday)

Turns out, I've used this title before.
 Once I typed it in the heading bar of this blog post tonight, I feared I'd shared it before.
I had.

Admitting that to you here is the most assertive tool I have.

I blame [this song], which always inspires me, literally ignites in me the desire to breath in. And out.
Out especially, when I'm feeling sorta romantic. Which I am.