"that time was like never, and like always.
so we go there, where nothing is waiting;
we find everything waiting there."
pablo neruda
ok so this is a photo from santa barbara, only it's not from today, but from a few years ago, as i forgot to bring the cable that connects my camera... and despite four years of college life and thousands of sb photos since those days, this is the only photo i had of sb on my new macbook dearest {didn't really transfer anything yet.} anyway, regardless, it's 1:43am, {hey 143, when i was in university back in the day we still used pagers ..before cell phones.. and had to use numbers to write messages, remember that anyone? 143 = i love you, am i the only one who remembers that?? haha i still think of that every time i see that number} anyway.
same hours, different place...
enjoy your friday. 143 c
Hope - still
-
Hope is bloody-knuckled and bruised
From punching the wall in an attempt
To break it down.
Hope knows the only way through
Is through
And time heals
And...
1 comment:
What a pretty picture!! Hope you had/have a wonderful Friday as well!!
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