Saturday, January 10, 2009

If You're Going to San Francisco Part I

To begin,

Sometimes we are bigger than we think.

Sometimes we are not who we think we are.

Sometimes we are alone.

Sometimes we are not.

Sometimes we are children.

Sometimes we are a part of everything.
Sometimes we are nowhere to be found.
We are always, always beautiful.

To be continued..

1 comment:

Alessia said...

Dude, the third and fourth pictures kill me.