9.08.2016

The leaves above me, they are indecisive.
Unsure of where they want to go, where they will end up, and who they want to be.
And now, in this constant state of wondering, I too, am those leaves.

a small excerpt from one of my long lost journals i opened just the other day.
have a wonderful rest of the week, friends.

with love, sarah

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