give me shelter

I have started this many times. I really want to document these past few days. My first two day of classes have been surreal. At times it doesn't feel like I'm in a photography course. I dreamt it up many times and now that it has come true, I have to stop myself from pinching myself. After a long, hard, desert, I'm in my own oasis, finally resting, finally doing what I knew I was going to do at the age of ten.

I have started writing poems on the bus, it's been a while since I did that. It's a nice feeling to be inspired with words when a lot of times, they fall apart before you put them on paper.

This song doesn't seem to want to get out of my head. I wonder why?



And I'll be yours to keep.