I wish that spring was in the air. I wish I could smell fresh cut grass.
I wish I could feel the warm rays of the sun that I am so grateful for.
Let's hope for good weather soon.
xo,
H
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life is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. the moment you know how, you begin to die a little. the artist never entirely knows. we guess. we may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
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