faces hovered
over their phones
fingers fly
across keyboards
conversations
with someone
not here
oblivious
of the person
sitting opposite
romance
twenty-first century
style
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Fine Arts
Life, love and destiny.
4TheRecord is dedicated primarily to Ausmusic from all eras and most genres, we will explore the dynamics of the creative process, and reveal the great drama, lyricism, musicality, and emotion behind each classic song.
Fii schimbarea pe care vrei sa o vezi in lume!
Moments de vie, fragments de textes et quelques notes...
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
there's nothing like stories
quiet moments in nature
Art and Literature Beyond Borders
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
Keep on Reading
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Leonard Durso 
Fantastic observation but I continue to long for the way it was.
Me, too.
So sad and it’s everywhere.
Unfortunately.
I think it’s an addiction to checking the streams of communication coming in. Why else go in public and not be present? It isn’t much different than going to a bar with others and getting terribly drunk and in that way not being present to others. Some can’t help it, but it leads to as much loneliness and separation. All this is so odd because both are supposed to fill a need but just make it worse.
I see it much too often.
Romance is carried with loving words and splendid situations.
True.