Looking for The Ghost | (LP)
I'm in yr city for work.
It gives me warm washes of nostalgia to be here.
Leaving a job site yesterday I took a wrong turn getting back to the hotel and I inexplicably ended up in front of yr first apartment here on Laurier.
I was stunned.
I was dizzy.
I had to pull over.
How did this happen?
It's been over 10 years since I was in that building.
How the hell did I get here?
How. The. Actual. Fuck. Did. This. Just. Happen???
I spent the afternoon driving aimlessly around that neighbourhood, looking for something:
A place.
A feeling.
A sign.
[Secretly, I knew...
I was looking for the ghost of you.]