a little space to think

it is always colder in the house i wake up every morning on the rim of a cliff i’ve got puppet strings tied to all my fingers i’m going to run anyway outside the clouds have left the sun shining so much is going to change very soon and I’ll push it all over to continue breathing the warm spring breeze barriers are imaginary

The Number One Cause of Illness?

I believe its stress. I'm familiar with dark rings under the eyes, but what does dried skin mean? So much school work is not healthy. I think I'm aging too quickly. I suppose if I were smart I would have planned ahead and finished early, but why would you do your assignments before they're due? Maybe next year...

I don't paint. Or didn't paint, but with Gypsy Girl's help I do!