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.
Friday, June 28, 2013
Jam session with the band
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
Love. Did they make it to the show? My heart was with you.
1 comment:
Love. Did they make it to the show? My heart was with you.
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