🍂FRENCH KIMONO🍂
Dear Diary
14th March,1960
Saturday
Twenty years back at this same place sitting on one of the stones, i could remember how all of these began with the sense of darkness from all around. A small fall of light on my eyes forcing it to open .I could only feel that my body had life ,it's soul was there ,with no thoughts and no idea of where it...
14th March,1960
Saturday
Twenty years back at this same place sitting on one of the stones, i could remember how all of these began with the sense of darkness from all around. A small fall of light on my eyes forcing it to open .I could only feel that my body had life ,it's soul was there ,with no thoughts and no idea of where it...