Just a breathing space away from the world we live in ... a lazy look at the world... and the theater of life.... sometimes cynical...sometimes in wonder
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Things have memories. Somehow immortalized in time. In the scratches of the desks, in the broken dolls, in the handle less cups, in shirts we have outgrown, in the ink stained Atlases, in the beads of a broken necklace.
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