Back to the gym, feeling the burn, back to a state of mind where I don’t even know what day of the week or month it is. It’s late.
From Prague, 2006. I may not be on the same page with their subject matter, but I can recognize beauty in both the stained glass windows and architecture. I am not their target audience. (I.e., 12th Century, illiterate peasant with an expected lifespan of ~20 years…)
