whatever is rattling around my brain that makes it out my fingers. may contain bad poetry, decent photographs (all mine unless otherwise noted, and therefore copyrighted), yoga rants, and general silliness.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
i was born in the wrong era
and here's why. i love this music, and i especially love to dance. (i love most kinds of music and dance, but for some reason, this grabs me.)