Sunshine Scans


mismatched words brought to you by my notes app: snippets of information and moments captured acutely. Scans and randomness birthing my ideas. Juxtaposition, play and spontaneity have been words buzzing through my head. 


Unedited Notes on Life: March, 2017
My skin spoke
A disciple of beauty. 
Wandering with purpose

She had sad and tangled eyes. Lips half open in awe misunderstood l.
 Feet pigeon toed and tired. Metro line 5















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