Who Will I Be Tomorrow?

Cold.


But the wind was blowing, and the lake was speaking.
Everywhere change was in the air.
There's a celebration of life in this dying of the summer.
The realization that all things must end, change, and be born again.
Nothing remains the same.
I adore the endless possibilities. I embrace the freedom.
Who will I be tomorrow?

Maxi - Spell Designs  //  Necklace - Natalie B. via ThreadSence  //  Scarf - Kish&Evie  // Boots - Browns  //  Rings - heirlooms (left hand) and from ThreadSence (right hand)