This is a story about a cabin in the alps surrounded by a pine wood forest that I used to always go to. It means a lot to still have thoughts of this...
This poem is really important to me and took me a while to post, and it was even harder trying to post, but I think this is the start of somthing good in my life... I hope I'm not alone...
It's been so long... feels like a dream, but I keep waking up somehow... oh well, hope I'm not alone... This is just a sleepless dream story that I somehow wrote half asleep.
I just wanted to write some stuff on my mind and express my process of finding the words or pictures in other things... I like to hum to myself while I doodle my words, soooo... yeah.