Indian Summer

i have been playing in puddles.
my rain boots are worn in
from endless adventures
where I jump
from puddle to puddle
and thought to thought.

i wouldn't have it any other way, too.
because, even if times get stormy
and even if my thoughts get cold,
there's nothing worse than being left in a flurry of emotion
where you are abandoned

numb...

because there's no blanket warm enough
and no compassion in sight
to keep you

alive & well.

xoxoxo


Indian summer, you're doing us right, but hot cocoa and cuddles are quite lovely too. :)

White Walls Say Nothing

Over the course of the past few weeks I've been helping a non-profit organization in Buenos Aires calledgraffitimundo. I'm not one to coax people into donating, especially since most of the folks I know are poor college students, but if yo

u have anything to give - awesome. If you don't - still awesome.

There's something unbelievably beautiful about urban art, in my eyes. Thus, I figured I'd reach out to anyone else who may agree.


Here's the kickstarter:
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/whitewallsdoc/white-walls-say-nothing-buenos-aires-street-art-an

I know it's a big goal... but it's going to be amazing, if successful.
♥

-Mon