Lately, over tea, I try really hard to remember a particular kind of dream.
I loved this. "But what gets me every time is that we couldn't be more separated, territorially and temporally. Yet, he keeps my spirit intact. Whispering sweet fixes through a tin can with a string that jumps over time and space."
I loved this. "But what gets me every time is that we couldn't be more separated, territorially and temporally. Yet, he keeps my spirit intact. Whispering sweet fixes through a tin can with a string that jumps over time and space."