I like dark windows.
I like being hidden but I also like looking.
I like spooky trees and wondering about why they spook me.
I like clothes and selling them to likeminded people.
I like forgetting things and being a bit confused all the time because if you’re not confused today then you’re lying.
I don’t like lying.
I like dark colours more than light colours.
I think Huxley was right.
I still like dark windows.