Originally Posted By iphography
..it reminds me of arriving tired and alone at Anchorage airport in Alaska, very early one morning last August.
I was just waking up and it felt like I was walking into a dream or an enchanted sleep where I might just disappear over the horizon once the plane was off the ground..
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..it reminds me of arriving tired and alone at Anchorage airport in Alaska, very early one morning last August. I was...
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I love to write, and I love to take photographs. I make zines, copper jewellery, rushed sketches, and I am learning to play the guitar.
Sometimes I like to imagine that I live in a world where all that I need in life is a pair of red shoes and a cobblestone street in Paris...
You can find me elsewhere on the web at:
http://jessicacarter.wordpress.com/
http://redshoesandcobblestones.wordpress.com/
http://twitter.com/jkcsays
Thank you so much for visiting my little blog!
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