you feel you have to go out and jump around the garden, poke your nose into blossoms and annoy the cats.
i don’t have the greatest heart but it’s a happy one.
sometimes snails live inside.
if i were a snail, i too would live in a yellow flower :)
mucking with ginger.
i am not balding.
figment of your imagination.
how blue is blue?
how green is green?
how many bananas can i eat in one sitting? :D
to be frank,
the flower doesn’t really smell good.
it doesn’t smell of anything.
just aesthetically pleasing.
the things my brother does…
there’s beauty in imperfections.
it rained afterwards and i napped.
what more could i ask for?
- sniff -