Sunday, January 23, 2011

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

NAMASTE

“What is the soul? What color is it? I suspected my soul, being mischievous, might slip away while I was dreaming and fail to return. I did my best not to fall asleep, to keep it inside of me where it belonged.”

Monday, January 17, 2011


It's a terrible thing to know what you want and know you can't have it at all.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Friday, January 7, 2011


It's just that simple