I went in to school today, even though it's a holiday, because all the art students have major workbooks due soon.
I also printed some photo's. They didnt work as I had hoped.
My phone is ringing. Oh well.
Bored.
It's really windy. So windy, I can hear it. Through the trees outside, rippling through the leaves and down the trunk, circling then leaving it as quickly as it came. Do you ever wonder if wind travels on somewhere else, or can more wind be made? How does wind die?
gracias
it is comforting