"everything in the garden felt so alive. from the bright white flowers that reached out like trailing fingers from dipping branches overhead all the way down to the short, squat berry bushes that lined the trail like stones, it was like you could feel everything growing, right before your eyes. I could see the roof of the doublewide over to my right, the road to my left, but the garden seemed thick enough to have pushed them back even further on the periphery, as if once you entered it moved in to surround you, crowding up close to hold you there." - sarah dessen
I want to see the northern lights and live in the woods so then I can collect flowers and read books all day long then travel to europe and see it differently so I can look up at the stars like they are at my finger tips and then gather some luck like charlie and then come home and look out my window and know that I have had adventures like wendy only to dream some more 'thens' so I can wake up and do it all again.
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