some pictures I keep inside

I don't have pictures so,

picture this:
On top of the canvas is cyan with a tint of purplish orange,
then, there are red and purple beneath the magical cyan,
...and on top of all that is the magnificent golden red of the sun.
...dawn;
waiting for sunset.
There's hill at the front, the sun is behind one of those hills,
in front of the hills, there were trees.
In front of those trees there's a lake;
and from the lake there's serenity of a slight breeze whispering in between my hair and blows a kiss to my face.

Vindur í hárinu...

underneath me,
it's Thirty Three from Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness - to be irony.

stay still.

...the sun is no longer there;
and here comes the darkness.

...that is when I realize there are always moments in life that makes the longer hours of darkness worth living for.




_{Okay, fine. I miss taking pictures, traveling and having good feeling.busy.busy.busy. :(}

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