"Some little breeze disturbs forever the space held in thin water".
The little breeze and the thin water are so insignificant, but hold so much importance. You can see a world from a puddle, but then something small can change everything. I don't know whether that's exciting or scary!
I've been in a funny old mood lately, and I can't quite work out why. I feel like I need some sort of outlet, and this is it for now. I can write about some of these puddles that I've been peering into.
Anyway, I'll leave it here for now. I've written this introduction post about 5 times already! I have no idea where this is all going but we'll run with it shall we?!
Apologies for ramble number 1!
Fingers crossed these posts will get better!
Bye for now!
