We drove on that late day for hours, stopping only when something caught her attention: bright green leaves set across a honey dew sky; shapely rocks mounted on peach colored sand; the apparition of the continuous, simultaneous walk of the variety of people in a crowded place; and, when a moment was drenched in an evocative stillness that drove her into a sense of unfastened peace.
Victoria. 22. English/Philosophy student.I'm a writer with a story to tell. Bon Iver, suburbia disturbia, noir films, Ulrich Schnauss, YA fiction, experimental fiction, Sylvia Plath, ocean, kayaking, light, night, lomography, meta physics, the 90's era. Poe. Douglas Hofstadter. PRO-reason.
