- this is a tale of striking out alone - learning to dance with fear, to march barefoot and bold, and to trade comfort for wild and brutal dreaming and living. It's about wishing and hoping, longing and trying, and whatever I choose to write about in between. It's about social justice and the struggle between marveling at the beauty of life and opening my eyes to hell.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
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drinking dark spicy Arabic tea with Justin, Bronwyn, and Naomi - outside
the little shop in front of the hospital - a perfect mellow grey
overcast whispery day
FABULOUS picture :) makes me miss you guys so much
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