She’s got curlystrange hair and a talent for useless things. She keeps her feet on the parquet but can’t keep her mind downstairs. She takes the elevator just to go upstairs, but to come down she prefers stairs. She doesn’t like flowers, she likes traffic noise. And if she could choose between sea and mountain, she would ask for a large window. She can’t stand people talking aloud, she can’t avoid listening to people talking. She’s a good observer, but keeps a low profile. She can draw faces pretty well, but has a little familiarity with tracing fingers. She’s a writing one, which doesn’t mean she speaks a little. She falls asleep with her black watch under her right ear, and gets up twice a night answering questions nobody asked her.
ps: i apologize for my high-school-english, read: i know at most 37 words, including prepositions (...)
Created: Jun 27, 2010Document Media