Books, Life, sketchbookFragile the minutes I wanted rest but what I got was work. And in between there were whispered wisdom from far and wide. Linda Gregerson | James Doty Share this:Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
2 thoughts on “Fragile the minutes”
I don’t want to identify with this. But sadly i do.
Now, that is being wise beyond your years… or ears? shall we say