What we need to question is bricks, concrete, glass, our table manners, our utensils, our tools, the way we spend our time, our rhythms. To question that which seems to have ceased forever to astonish us. We live, true, we breathe true; we walk true, we open doors, we go down staircases, we sit at a table in order to eat, we lie down on a bed in order to sleep.

How? Why? Where? When? Why?





I'm Hallie. 20. Living in Florence, Italy. travel blog: http://wayfarerfirenze.tumblr.com/