Wednesday, June 12, 2013

c:


when five fell


We delight in the promise of falling for love.
We crumble in the dread of falling from love.
Everyone falls. Everything falls.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

morning

How lucky are we to simply wake each day. How blessed to see the colors, the light. Do not lose sight of this, do not forget. When you treat each breath as a gift you never expected to get, it’s so much harder to be anything other than elated when you open them.