Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
a song
You're probably tired of talking about politics but...this is inspiring.
1 comment:
fantastic! gol darn that man is dreamy. happy super tuesday.
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