some songs.
...thinking you just know something.
but it's still a mystery. i don't know if i'll ever get to a turn in this story, let alone any sort of conclusion or even a hint of what any of this means.
a fitting home?
i think so.
distance and lack of communication usually keep me up at night. or if i do get some sleep, this finds me in the most peaceful of dreams and then i don't mind what's really going on.
how can i let this go when it's so...wonderful. i can just let it be.
i like that idea.
that's how i've been getting by.
you know what i mean?
Songbird
- stina
- [On my Jamaica heart: one piece of my heart is on a little island in the sea where the pretty coral leaves pretty scars and the guavas are free. i prefer island life. sometimes. give me sunshine.] I am a bird-tree hybrid. My life is all about growing roots, spreading my wings and using them, and learning the art of living with joy in the midst of all these transitions until I need stay settled enough to have my own family.
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