“Their universes are just sesame seeds and three-day weekends and dial tones and skinned knees and physics and driftwood and emerald earrings and books dropped in bathtubs and holes in guitars and plastic and empathy and hardwood and heavy water and high black stockings and the history of the Vikings and brass and obsolescence and burnt hair and collapsed soufflés and the impossibility of not falling in love in an art museum with the person standing next to you looking at the same painting and all the other things that just happen and are."
What is your world?
My universe is a complex mixture of trying to cope with never-ending restlessness and overwhelming will of freedom and love for coffee in the morning and chocolate and endless summer nights when you're drunk 'n extatic and writing awkward thoughts that seem marvelous at the time and getting inspirations in photographing and balancing with my body and mind and letting myself relax and let go and loving the life I live and trying to live the life that I love and reminding myself with turquoise color that there's beauty in every little detail of the world.
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