I Can Kid People, Including Myself, Into

There's This Saying: In An All-blue World, Colour Doesn't Exist... If Something Seems Strange, You Question It; But If The Outside World Is Too Distant To Use As A Comparison Then Nothing Seems Strange.

Waking Was The Most Reliable Part Of A Dream, As Built Into Dreams As Death Is To Life. You Dream, You Wake: You Live, You Die.

Escape Through Travel Works. Almost From The Moment I Boarded My Flight, Life In England Became Meaningless. Seat-belt Signs Lit Up, Problems Switched Off. Broken Armrests Took Precedence Over Broken Hearts. By The Time The Plane Was Airborne I'd Forgotten England Even Existed.

As For Me... I'm Fine. I Have Bad Dreams, But I Never Saw Mister Duck Again. I Play Video Games. I Smoke A Little Dope. I Got My Thousand-yard Stare. I Carry A Lot Of Scares. I Like The Way That Sounds. I Carry A Lot Of Scares.

The Thing About Tourism Is Just That It's Incredibly Powerful. It's Like A Gun And It's Incredibly Easy To Be Irresponsible With It. And The Speed Of The Impact That Tourism Can Have On A Place Can Be Quite Breathtaking. It Doesn't Take Years, It Takes Months. That's How Quickly It Works. And It Can Be Quite A Bleak Thing To Witness.