Just a girl with too many thoughts, too little paper and words to get rid of them all. Still much desperately in love with fairytales, flowers, country music and the piano even though I can't play it. When it gets late at night sometimes, I talk to the stars because they seem to be patient and all ears to insignificant troubles.
Last Saturday at two in the morning we pulled over on the side of the road, hoping to get a little bit of sleep before continuing onwards to the Grand Canyon. I think I only got maybe one hour of sleep , if that. It was incredibly cold and sleeping in the drivers seat of the car is not fun. Also, I ate an old burger that made me feel sick all night.
It was all worth it for the view. I’ve never seen so many stars in my life.