Dec 2
I write
Both to think more
And not to think
I paint
Both to illustrate my feelings
And to hide from them under layers of color
I walk
Both get far from my problems
And to make them clearer in my head
And I smile
Both to fake my happiness
And to make me more happy
Both to think more
And not to think
I paint
Both to illustrate my feelings
And to hide from them under layers of color
I walk
Both get far from my problems
And to make them clearer in my head
And I smile
Both to fake my happiness
And to make me more happy
This note was written by my trash can that grew hands and will soon take over the world
