Mar 2016
And so I wander through the world.
Sometimes sluggish, sometimes dancing.
But always with my head in the clouds.
Thoughts are free.
Some of them remain.
Some of them blowing in the wind.
Sometimes sluggish, sometimes dancing.
But always with my head in the clouds.
Thoughts are free.
Some of them remain.
Some of them blowing in the wind.
Thoughts are always free. ♥
