
Wild Things
by jude
The first thing I see in the morning is the sky. Even though the window is small. The sorting continues and it is just amazing how many things are still here, forgotten. But then not really. Because they do continue, like a form born in a dream. Dream catching is very tricky. Sometimes I like the card form just because it stands. As a display form. I am not sure who might expect a card like this. I slept well, […]