day #61
“write something every day for one year.”
day#61
3.2.10
waitin for a green check mark to turn into a pencil. some kind of a digital reply. i quoted byron and told her that she walks in beauty, like the night, of cloudless climes and starry skies; and all that ’s best of dark and bright, meet in her aspect and her eyes. that was 5minutes ago.

