black umbrella;- and I fancy myself a zebra! but from above- just another pinwheel spokes poke out in the rain like anything else
notes… I love to think of myself as a unicorn, and maybe I am compared to the norm, to the masses, but alas, everything I can think of has already been done unless technology has not allowed it yet, but from a personal perspective I am not creating inter personal relationship canon, although I perceive it as such, such a shame that wisdom can not be downloaded and processed so much more in our youth, old soul I was once called, I guess because I was consumed in thought, it certainly was not running my deposit account of experience…
Shades of My Garden 