so let go, let go, jump in . . .
. . . 'cause there's beauty in the breakdown.
so much to see, eat, visit, do, smell, taste, experience in this life, it seems. never enough time or money. and even if there was enough time and money, it still wouldn't be enough. this life will always leave me longing for more.
the words of switchfoot, the Bible, and william carlos williams' the red wheelbarrow are swirling about inside my head and poking different parts of my innards these days. random mix, i know.
- so much depends
- a red wheel
- glazed with rain
- beside the white
rain makes me into one moody, crazy girl.