So much wasted in the afternoon,
so much sacred [time] in the month of June.
Maybe I should write my summer list of things to do on paper instead of leaving it as a mental note. I have forgotten so much of it, and now, I am bored out of my mind. No to mention, all my friends are gone or not available. C'est bon... je pense...
Here. Take a goggle at these beautiful women:
Dorothea Lange |
Jessie Tarbox Beals |
Margaret Bourke-White |
Hello, Darling. I believe it is summertime.
*post script: Is it sad that all I can think about is books (and photography)? Is it sad that all I really have to talk about is books (and photography)? Is it sad that all I want to do is read a book (and take pictures)?
Maybe you understand, but maybe not.
It's fine. I still love you.
Maybe you understand, but maybe not.
It's fine. I still love you.
1 comment:
I understand the book part. I miss you so much! I have a million things to do this summer. I envy your amount of free-time.
Go read a book in a romantic place. Then you can do something:)
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