i don't feel like creating a title.

i own these pillows.
they were made by
u m b e r d o v e
{ photo by umber }

not many words today.
i've been using too many lately.
it's time to cut back, and listen.

i've seen you up close
and i've seen you far away
i've seen your secret smile,
i've seen you almost cry,
and the truth is
you're beautiful either way.

over the past few days i've made a reconnection with the world of music, new music, the powerful mysterious kind and the ridiculous but completely danceworthy kind. i love both kinds. many people can't understand my taste that runs from obscurest indie to most mainstream pop. the explanation is this: sometimes i need to cry, and sometimes i need to dance. it's that simple.

no light
no stars
you've left me
in this twilight

to crying,
to dancing.
---she