Yesterday, I climbed a tree and was too scared to jump down. . .
Then, like a damsel in distress or a shivering cat, I had to be rescued. . .
And that's how I spent my last day of university.
If I close my eyes, the words would fall onto paper. They would shift into place and arrange into art. They would describe a story of great love and adventure. I just need to close my eyes and dream.
2 comments:
looks like fun! i'm glad you had rescuers!
i do stuff like this all the time. my friends have gotten used to having to help me down from things. ^_^
@Vencora: I smile fondly at the memory now however at the time, I was so scared I was laughing in hysteria!! Yes, my friends make wonderful rescuers =)
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