le journalisme jaune on a sunny morn.

[xbravenewgirlx]

I woke up to Jeff Buckley's "Hallejulah" and a city bathed in light.

Woke up meaning was awakened, had an epiphany, took in every surrounding sight, sound, and sense, breathed it all in, sighed, laughed, closed my eyes, and was content. I want this, early morning Broadway soaked in sunlight

Comments

[summerscene]

Notebook paper carefully folded at an imperfect crease. Imperfection is a lovely word. Crooked, like a grin. And conditional tense slipping into the impending future. Slipping into, slipping away.

oh my gosh, j, the way you wrote that is absolutely amazing. you always manage to stun me in every entry with your beautiful writing. ah, if only i could do the same.

much much much love <333,
melissa anne*

[spedcialchild]

imperfection is a wonderful word.

you're lovely. <333