heartsays♥
Memory is like glue, sticking things together so they always come around again. Life is a bowl of karma jambalaya. If I don’t learn something right the first time, it comes back at me some time later like a recurrent boomerang. Things like French, or learning to live and love. Like painting or any of the arts, love requires constant practice—and access to one’s own imagination. Just as I am a slut for books, I like to play with mind games. I like to experiment with love—or love likes to experiment with me. Until a breakthrough is discovered; masterpiece accomplished!
