Snow is change. It holds time. But, it is beautiful.
My headphones are on repeat, over and over listening to my own memories. Its soft, but upbeat. It's sarcastic and witty, and you know, I find myself there, against the backdrop of myself, listening to my own song. My own life. -Winter reflections under the covers The chorus of the song I've been listening to… Continue reading Give Yourself A Try – 1975