23.9.11

'every now and then I wanna to throw my hands up in the sky cuz one day I know I'll be flyin high...'



Morning.
Sun rays. 
Light pockets dancing on my wall.
Awake. Stirring. Heavy.
 

Midday.
Tropical forest. Tropical sun. Hot.
Feet planted solid on the ground.
Moving fast. Running. 
Spinning. 
Dreaming. Living.
 

Nightfall.
Heavy eyes. Active mind.
Creative thoughts within silence.
Quiet. Darkness. Peace.
Grateful.
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