when there is magic, you never really need words

sometimes i am sure that flowers grow in my heart. other times i am sure i am made of the ocean, and my heart is just a sailboat, moving rather well. moving safely, anyway.

i am in london. and i never want to leave.

goodbye for just a bit

and perhaps i really won't ever come back?

it's halloween

it's a dark and windy day. the way i like it best. my mother made beef stew, biscuits, and chocolate cake. homemade. with love. always with love. i'm going to lay on the couch and nap. watch disney halloween cartoons from my childhood. also, vincent price marathon is on turner classic movies.

jack-o-lanterns, please

may our weapons be patience and boundless love