12th December ‘07

The grounds are shaking. The sky is falling. Where should I go?
Stay.
When the grounds shake, I’ll shake and sway with it.
When the sky falls, the stars, the rainbows, the colours would also be mine.
Why should I go?

Cardigans with long sleeves
Bed tea wrapped in blanket folds
Oranges
Sun
Morning fog
Evening shivers
Chapped lips
Frizzy hair
Winters!