Notes
Maybe I'll make friends with the guys sleeping under cardboard boxes and newspapers and we'll discuss what it means to love and to live. I'll wander the city, one lost particle in a dust storm of Mondays, late nights, and reports due yesterday. Maybe I'll get on a plane or a ship and get lost in places I've never been lost in before. And maybe I'll keep my phone on me in case you call, and tell me there's something to come home to.
2 comments on What I can remember...is a lot like water, trickling down a page of the most beautiful colours.
tiffanylj February 24, 2012
love this. happy mood. i study great listening to this.
⃠cgracewolf December 10, 2011
this is beautiful. it really worked on my heart. great job creating beauty.
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