pop
Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
we live in bubbles. no matter where i go i alway end up in another one. when i was little i always wanted to be like glenda the good witch in the wizard of oz. a bubble was her mode of transportation and sometimes i wish i could float away in my own. i guess it wouldn’t be the safest way to travel because more often than not my bubble will end up the one that burst.