Ailleurs

Réécrire notre histoire, to rewrite our history.

Awww... So pretty, so lovely. Kind of makes me very happy (:

What I'm really longing for now is for lovely blue skies and gentle breezes, going down to a park with a strawberry ice-cream cone in one hand, sunglasses perched in the other. Laughing and skipping, feeling like I'm floating in this atmosphere so light and pretty. I want to dance with the wind, feeling like a windchime, and feeling special and sparkling. Ice-cream dripping down my hand, the smell of grass, the tangles in my hair.

Ahhhhh. Its like an intimate treat for the soul, so therapeutic. I don't mind being alone (: