Monday, July 29, 2013


"Why are you so beautiful?", I said. I don't know why I said it, she was looking intently at a tree (telling me about ants that were coming out of a joint), the sun was shining in her hair and she just looked so pure and innocent and beautiful.
She responded, without delay, "why are you so weird?". 
Isn't that beautiful?! She's not at all concerned with appearances, she's not vain, she is just so funny and witty and so, so beautiful.