My job is important, but is it more important than life? It threatens to swallow everything I am. I think it has no such rights....I demand to breath and to laugh. I choose to rearrange spaces so that I can sing in the morning. I am so tired.....
My job is important, but is it more important than life? It threatens to swallow everything I am. I think it has no such rights....I demand to breath and to laugh. I choose to rearrange spaces so that I can sing in the morning. I am so tired.....
I have missed your work, Ru — a balance I need in my visual cortex to survive a day.
:)
Simple and beautiful
Its been a while.
Worth the wait.
Welcome back.