i always feel like i have so much to say until i sit down to write. i guess that's why i quit blogging before. there was too much to get out and no way to make words out of it.
the world goes around, and on, and i run after it trying desperately to find some connection most of the time. a song lyric or a line in a book or movie and can be perfect, fitting. however they're fleeting and gone just as quickly as they are noticed.
Giving Up Flour and Eating Fried Bread by Ree
22 hours ago