what goes up must come down

the euphoria (maybe even ecstacy) of this winter vacation has given way to a lonely sense of solitude back in coventry. with as much height which my spirits took to, they've fallen that very distance with the realisation that winter's no more. alright, maybe that's exaggerating things a little, cos i'm sure there still are the things which survive temporal and spatial separation.

my head's hurting and too clouded to muster any inspiration for this. i'll just leave some photos for now.