This picture suddenly made me feel as if I need to find a field just like that on a cold, over cast day and just drop to my knees, grab my hair and scream. But I don't want to scream. I want to open my mouth and face towards the sky without any sound.
The woman has nothing to do with anything (at least for me). I wish that was me. But (of course) without the dress, balloons, high heels, etc. I just wish I was me...in that field...yelling as if my voice box didn't exist.
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