My heart stopped when I saw this. Last night I dreamed I was walking the streets of Tokyo. I couldn’t hear a sound, but I listened to a Billie Holiday song in its entirety. Songs always play in my sleep. I once read that the brain never forgets an image. Maybe it’s the same with sounds. Maybe it’s the same with everything.
Notes:
this makes me want to go shopping and make this my closet.
My goal next week is to go through all of my clothes and get rid of what I don’t want anymore. Then, I’m going to move...
My heart stopped when I saw this. Last night I dreamed I was walking the streets of Tokyo. I couldn’t hear a sound, but...
