
I have always wondered what it would be like to see the world through the trees,
To see how minute we are,
To see just how much we worry about things that don’t really matter.
Continue reading “Day 9: Through the Trees”I have always wondered what it would be like to see the world through the trees,
To see how minute we are,
To see just how much we worry about things that don’t really matter.
Continue reading “Day 9: Through the Trees”