from that spring i was 24.
i've been thinking a lot lately about what life, specifically life at 24, looks like for me:
how i fill my days, the dreams i dream, the wishes i make, those silly, small moments
that make life so sweet, what i'll remember about it all when i'm a little more grown
this* my way and, well, it pretty much sums things up.
“she did not need much, wanted very little. a
kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water,
a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms,
a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.”
in all the world, has it ever been said better ?
*[source: and then to my wonder...]