Snooze
24Oct12
Today is in shambles before I can turn the curtain over— Wake from a prophetic dream and forget all but a single sliver from it.
Birds cry in a diffused sun-bulb sky. October, chilly and a bit darker than ever before. Why do I choose to wake when comfort’s found in sleep?
Will another day like this cause the roots to grow stronger or foundations to be shaken?
This photo series was taken a long time ago when I took a walk around my mum’s neighborhood.
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Tags: chill, dream, foundation, october, photo, poetic life, root, sleep











Good question! And gorgeous photos :-)