I'm waiting for the metro that will take me to the closest stop to the wholefoods where I bought charcoal last week and didn't use and lost the receipt for. My thumbs finding keys is like digging in to a box of kleenex when a runny nose brings you two inches from despair.
Written by Leah
About Me
- Leah Nixon
- I'm interested in honesty. I don't want you making up answers that you think are right. I want you to tell me what you really think. I'm interested in love. I'm interested in being honest in love too, but if you really aren't feeling up to love, do it anyway, and love so well that the other person doesn't know that you don't feel loving. I'm interested in food. Don't you dare talk about calories. I care about if food is good. Real food makes me feel best. Fresh oranges, salads and brown bread. I'm interested in what makes people "click". I'm fascinated that there are over six billion people on this beautiful planet, and never have I met two that think the same way, talk the same way, act the same way. Similar, perhaps, but not the same. I'm interested in you, in other words.
No comments:
Post a Comment