The Attic of My Mind

my parents sold our family home and so commences the cleaning out of my teenage bedroom full of cringe-worthy surprises and also sifting through the attic for gems. I spent hours looking through my old school work and salvaged a few masterpieces from me and my wee sister. It seems we couldn’t even copy a simple image ~ I wonder what was going on in our simple brains. I say ‘simple’ as a compliment to my former pure self…when perspective was non-existent…
and then I found a connection…

I like it when things come back round subconsciously


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s