Milano
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Thursday. Home. Mom. Yuri. Hikari. Erick. Blue Mac. My own bed. Mail from Edo. School supplies appearing ominously in shop windows.
I missed Milano.
Ask again in three weeks.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.