Wednesday, 18 May 2011
Imagination - 16
Pink jacket in charity shop fits me to perfection. As if it was waiting for me. Suppose it was waiting for me... When I try it on at home, what will it do? Whisk me away to a far-off land or world? Why? What for? Will I be able to get back home again?
Posted by Freya Pickard at Wednesday, May 18, 2011