emilyclare
Sure, I'm on exchange on the other side of the world. Sure, it's supposed to be the most magnificent, enriching year of my life. But I'm sitting here on New Years Eve..alone for the most part and missing home.
officers sound like they belong in an office. in a cubicle of law, white, plastic. Or officers could sound like someone draped in navy blue with gold encrusted shoulders at command in a rigid salute. I prefer the latter.
Soil is solid, it's earthy, it smells like ourselves. It sees pain, happiness and exists in a state of beauty due to its state of necessity.