July 2010
6 posts
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
Pieces of my dreams...
A mess of photographs
On the windowsills, across the floor
And covering the coffee table.
Almost familiar faces and places
Become a blur of shape and color
To form a single, intoxicating vision.
Lustful Creativity devours me
And under her breath she whispers,
“You are the woman you imagine yourself to be”
Photo Credit: Jena Ardell (Click for more Polaroids)
A little girl came up to me on the street yesterday and started telling me about all the things she wants to be when she grows up...
Little Girl: I wanna be a parent, and a hairdresser and a teacher, but I don't know which one to pick
Me: You don't have to pick one, you can be all of them
Her face lit up and she looked up at me with the widest eyes you've ever seen,
Little Girl: Ooooooooh!
Best ever.
“Love your body as much as it loves you”
– CP 