“Alone”
The whole day I got something completely different in my head. The photo in my head contained a safety pin, my blood, and a kinda deep message (at least for me). But instead of stinging myself with a needle I bought flowers. Don’t ask… sometimes I don’t understand my way of thinking myself!
Why alone? Well, you can see here 3 flowers, 2 are happily together, and one is standing out… I like the picture, only the flowers could use some more clear definition, it’s a little bit overexposed. Maybe I’m taking some more of them this week.
Still not finished ‘Brave New World’ but I’m close! Has somebody a good suggestions for another book like ‘1984′ or ‘Brave New World’? I ordered ‘We’ by Yevgeny Zamyatin and ‘Fahrenheit 451′ by Ray Bradbury so I got something for the weekend ;-)