lately, i think they have been telling me of camaraderie, of mystery, of closeness. of old victorian houses with stories, with character, trying to tell me something. of where i want to live, where i want to inhabit and what i want to be with others.
i know there is more, and i wish i could bring the feelings into the real world. for now, i will let them whisper to me and hold them inside, deep within.