Red inside,
linguistic by birth,
designer by vocation,
traveller by nature,
photographer by passion,
inconstant,
cat addicted,
suffering from permanent lack of time.
Some things don’t last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.
