Minor Update

"It's time that the tale were told, of how you took a child and you made him old.." The Smiths are ringing in the speakers. Marzi left tonight, going to head to Shon's since he's away in Taiwan this month. So I'm just sitting in bed contemplating whether to just relax or open some deep pathways to creativity by doing some henna. I've realized more than ever now listening to the smiths that I am way too obsessed. I also didn't realize I've been staring at all the butterflies in the middle of my room. They're breath taking.. the way they just sit there, frozen in time. Completely in tact and untouched. Oh, have I mentioned he takes my breath away?..