Ramblings in search for significance even in this small world that I live in...How does every suppose to fit into the reality of every day living when you dream of the fairytell ending...were we so wrong to dream?
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Unmanageable
"the voice often comes in the middle of the night or early hours of the morning when our hearts are most unedited and vulnerable..." j.eldridge
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