Fantasy and dreams make really good music inspiration. It all blends together very well.
Phantasm reflections of myself and the other diner patrons transpose with the outside world of dark wetness, red and white lights elongated off of the puddles and shining asphalt. Observing the cherry of my last cigarette burn through my memories like so many bridges before. I stamp it out, the smoke drifts from the tray, and with a smile affixed upon my face, I drift with it.
Please contact me if you would like to use this in a project. We can discuss the details.