The sand between our toes, a story of feet. Feet, feet, feet, feet, feet. Now I understand why we measure poetry by feet: innate rhythm and discovery. Every step we take, every word we write, everything leads to a development of self and society.
Sometimes, all we need to do is focus our sights on something, and use what we are given to achieve it.
I promise you, lovelies... I will make it -- I will grab it and I won't let go.
"Snow" - The Zolas
Let's start over again (and again), lovelies.
Hi, my name is Mimi, and I'm not perfect.
But that's okay.
How are you today?
P.S. Every day, I'm changing. I want this blog to change with me. Stay tuned for the Fotolia review, even more outfit posts, Canadian indie music recommendations, and random pictures of me and my sister jumping. Because we're cool like that.
P.P.S. Sorry, mom.