Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Grown Lavendar in stripes of Blue

may peace be upon you
When I was fifteen, I wanted to go to Brooklyn because it sounded so similar to the word "Books". There's this picture in my head of a world just surrounded with books. And all of them calling out to me just wanting me to read.

My world is changing again. Never thought that I would say this, but my world is not about books anymore.