A collection of notes, a public library, two teenagers, and zero spoken communication.

In which aspiring artist and University student Astrid Beckett meets the fun, the charming, the totally crazy turquoise boy named Theo Francis. This is a rough draft. © by Sydney Druckman 2022. Early matters subject to change.

Howl at the moon, scream at the stars, say hi to the sun, sure ― promise me one thing, though, that you won't get lost. It's a big world out there, little boy, and you're not ready to face it just quite yet. #486 chicklit 2/23

of grassy meadows and sunlit dreams // poetry of the honey sweet love

I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

petals on leaves and trees on cliffs © altruistyc on wattpad

sometimes, you feel void. #20 poetry july 14, 2016.

"Why jump?" "Do you know what another word for 'autumn' is?" she asked. He stayed silent. "Fall."

among other things, literature.

gazing into thoughts of you.