I actually have alot to write about but I've left it all too late and my revelry and inspiration for what has occurred the last couple of days has stopped. In a nutshell, found the most perfect Stargirl Caraway enchanted place (Well, actually T found it and would probably cut my throat in my sleep if I tried to take credit for it) and April, Bee, T and I spent a whole afternoon lying in the grass, talking life and shit until sundown.
Basically the only thing I am inspired for at the moment is a cool little man called Hugh Evans. He's this mass nerd who I am insanely in love with, he went to the Philippines when he was 14 with World Vision, he lived in India for a year when he was 15, he founded the Oaktree Foundation, organised the Make Poverty History concert with U2 when he was what, 20 or something, he's the chair of the Global Poverty Project and started The Human Race. Um, he's only 25.
I love him and want to BE him.
Brodie has left home again, goodbyes suck, again.
I don't have anything else I feel like saying, so I've placed a bucketload of pretty pictures. If all else fails, visual pleasure comes through.
Love,
Jackie x
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