today. that twilight. that constant swirling. that melting of colors. mysterious fusion. that tickling of wilderness all over my lashes.
strange. a mary poppins friend who has the books i wish to read in her bag. a picnic in the middle of gray. strawberries, peanut butter, oreos, shoestring potatoes, carrots of the sea, too creamy of tomato bisque soup, running on beauty bark, bed sheets on the sand, writing in sweats...but forgot to blow bubbles, a white skirt to wear for choosing fruit, a galen and matt phonecall, a sister and green tea. today.

stay tuned for a tomorrow.