Saturday, February 27, 2016

450, 449

I think the whole point is to be okay with the uncertainty of the journey and the paradoxes you may find. And to be okay, one does whatever it takes for however long it takes.
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Day 93 of 108

 A hibiscus near a teacup, An orchid by a glass of wine, A park bench in twilight, Our Mondays soaked in brine. 

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