if you ever wonder where i disappear to, probably somewhere quiet, surrounded by sunlight and pretending my stuffed puppy has important things to tell me. a little silly, a little sweet, and exactly the kind of moment i’d rather keep than explain.
a ladybug’s kind of afternoon: surrounded by green, dressed in crimson, and taking life one little spot at a time. no grand plans, just a pretty place to exist and a little luck tucked somewhere in my pocket.