“Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces….”
Lately it seems all I want to do is hide in our park and speak in Ben Howard song lyrics (an okay thing, I think.)
Between work and school, I’ve been trying to spend as much time as possible being lost in the woods.
Headphones in, dogs in front, it’s been a great way to clear my head of all the negative thoughts and remember all that is great in the world.
Lost at sunset is pretty fab.
But so is 2:00pm.
They don’t understand why we can’t swim. (alligators; we can’t swim because alligators guys.)
peace and love for now.
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