Tuesday, March 4, 2014

m (no v)

I worried so much over how I would handle the beginning of the shift that the end caught me by surprise.  And there were the white lilacs blooming to welcome me home and making me sadder still.  All this beauty but only when it's shared.  It's kind of like that tree falling in the forest...

In bocca al lupo.  m (no v)

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