Wearing:
Maxi Skirt: Forever 21 | Grey Crop Top Tee: Forever 21 | Ring Stack: Henri Bendel | Statement Chain: J. Crew |
Sometimes, I wish I had a tape recorder for my mind. In the hours before sleep, my mind seems to wander to the oddest places, and I think of the craziest things. And in the morning? They're gone. Vanished into thin air. Not one question, curious trail of thought, or epiphany is remembered.
{Gone}
Into the oblivion that is sleep. Those 8 precious hours in which nothing seems to exist. The end result being only scattered remembrances of what came before. And yet, approaching slumber on the following morrow, are the {vague} reminders of yesterday's thoughts.
What if you could record these thoughts? The thoughts which only seem to surface in the still moments of night, when the world around you seems to fall silent. The only voice to be heard is the one running in the corners of your mind.
What pattern would emerge? What could you learn about yourself from where the mind wanders at night? As with all trials of life, this thought begins with written word and observation.
But where will it go?
xoxo
Plum
Currently Listening To: One Republic -- Light It Up
Currently Reading: T. S. Eliot Wasteland
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