I was a form in the middle of the ocean, curled around myself in a comforting embrace. I did not see and I was not seen, but I could feel every cell in my being shining with life. What is happiness? What is sadness? What is good and bad, light and dark? What is desire?
I waited, half-sleeping, for the beginning of the world.
I’ve decided that I’m going to write a flash fiction or a poem or something of the like inspired by the transition into September. I plan to post it tomorrow. I don’t know yet what it will be about or exactly what form it will take, but it will be written.
I’m sure the question on all of your minds is “Will she actually post tomorrow?”
Dutch Pinup Girl that was born in the wrong time. Lover of fifties and fourties vintage and reproduction clothing, with a slight dress addiction. Taking on the world with petticoats, red lipstick and pretty dresses.