thoughtful laughter.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
philosophy of art- what i do instead of taking notes
i often find myself lost in the backgrounds of books. today i gaze at a bleak slate sea on the coast of maine, standing out in a deep navy and maroon sweater.
i feel a nostalgia
for a place i've only tasted through words.
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