There is always a thin line that separates two extremes. A second that sets TODAY apart from TOMORROW; a sigh of relief before the transition of a HELLO to a GOODBYe. That LITTLE SPACE in between. Every ENDING is a BEGINNING, when you're ready to begin. This is MINE. So what's in MY SPACE? LETTERS. To myself. To a friend. To someone. Where experience ends, the writing begins. As the space gets a little less than obvious, both happens almost at the same time. Incredibly so.
Picture 010 Originally uploaded by theagirl . apparently... for the love of Betchang. oiiist!
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