Notes drift into my room from yours next door... and I with them drift...perhaps away... It could've been a ten word story, but isn't there always so much to say?
From within these 4 walls I am a world traveler- my destination is now. Papers penned and pinned. Places and faces pasted. Statues still, candles burning- My collection of earthliness- me...? I'm done collecting, I am learning.
It's all just only a three word story after-all...