friends only.
Living, we cover vast territories;
imagine your life drawn on a map--
a scribble on the town where you grew up,
each bus trip traced between school
and home, or a clean line across the sea
to a place you flew once. Think of the time
and things we accumulate, all the while growing
more conscious of losing and leaving.
- first gestures, julia spicher kasdorf
this journal is pretty much restricted! ): but you are welcome here.