i carried a mirror with me all day today, in the palm of my hand, pointed upwards, so i could see the way that i was a part of the sky. it is not hard to imagine you are flying, if you try.
i carried a mirror with me all day today, in the palm of my hand, pointed upwards, so i could see the way that i was a part of the sky. it is not hard to imagine you are flying, if you try.
Posted by emma at 7:35 pm
2 comments:
what a pretty idea. i miss you.
you sound happy shitface. I've been grumpy. Jimi needs a widdle nap.
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