I used to fear the future if I was treading into it without a hand to fold around mine
unless I was skipping into it with sunshine and rainshowers like twinkling sprinkles on my drunken face.
I think I still do, that's why I want to document all of the beautiful, twinkling moments and thingamabobs I come accross. Maybe it will help helplessly hopeful fairies everywhere keep their bags of fairy dust full enough to fuel the onward flow of our beautiful days...
flutter on, little beauties.... ;)
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