Wednesday, November 6, 2013

My Dear aunt Carmen

Everyday wake up,lounge,nap,tv,shower,repeat.Just waiting for a call or someone to drop by.Dead silence.
The presence of someone enlightens my day.Just me myself and I in this 4 story brownstone house.
The clocks tick. We all grow old together. 1 thing we all have in common. I don't know how much growing
1 can do.( From a perspective of my great aunt Carmen.)- Kaiya 

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