Saturday, July 1st, 2006
I have a few random images flitting around my brain.
A young woman dancing among the black lava fields of her home island. She’s wearing white, and her name is Pele, the Hawaiian volcano goddess.
A hand, holding a diamond ring as sunlight passes through the drops of rain. The hand belongs to a young man who wants to propose to his girlfriend on a gondola in Venice, but he left the ring behind, and had to make up an excuse to go back, only to return and find the gondola had already left. It’s started to rain.
I don’t know what to do with these images.
