Feeling mixed emotions, a bit of nostalgia. I sometimes miss the way things used to be, the way I used to be. But it's time to let go and move on and I don't know if I ever will. So that's what this is all about.

A little bit of that pseudo-cubism I learned in high school.

"When it's all a mix up
Better break it down ...

And all the love and all the love in the world
Can't stop the rain from falling,
Waste seeping underground
I wanna break it down"

Lyrics belong to Tears for Fears
Art belongs to me