On Documentalista’s two year anniversary, I’m looking back at some of my favourite posts from my first week. Click on the link above to see the full story.
I need to be blown away. I’ve been stuck for so long, I no longer know where I’m standing or where I’m going. It’s a hot day in early summer. I’m pacing around the house, flipping through the TV stations, walking outside, in. I can only hear it faintly, but it’s enough. Every time, it sets my imagination on fire, gives my brain a kick and my heart a squeeze.
Run, run, river
Carry me to my home in the ocean
Carry me away
I know I have a home
Somewhere far and removed
Like the stars that make you feel like you’ve got friends
Stars will make you feel like you’ve got friends
I definitely need to be blown away. I look at the hundreds of little houses that freckle the gentle slopes of the hills. Their white roofs, pale sides, green…
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