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I listen. I watch. I dream. I read. I look at. I taste. I try out. and I dream, yet again. Because I don’t belive I can do it myself. I don’t believe I am capable of acomplish something so great, and beautiful like what I read, and watch and see, and taste.
I dream I might one day be as good as I wanna be. As good as I dream to be.
because I managed to reach my goal in my studies, and I have 2 hours until I have to go to cleaning. And I’ve forgotten why I loved taking pictures and make art, I have to find out why again.
because tiredness and long lost creative shapes took power over me….
jeg har min egne flygende marihøne over senga :]