: Fragments of sentences that died in the throat.
If you were to right-click and begin the extraction, the progress bar would move with the agonizing slowness of a long-distance goodbye. Inside, you wouldn't find photos or text. You would find: Blue-Fire.rar
: How time alters the "files" of our memories, turning a sharp sting into a dull, blue hum. The Ghost in the Archive : Fragments of sentences that died in the throat
We all carry a Blue-Fire.rar . It sits in the sub-directories of our subconscious. It is the "too much-ness" of a past life, zipped tight because to leave it open would be to let the heat escape and melt the interface of our daily routine. Blue-Fire.rar