Desolate Notes. This is October's Text Postcard, Qingqing Island.

I only wish that the flame, would never, ever be extinguished. / Desolate Notes If your body's final journey, is the only scenery on my current voyage, then this is my most desolate, journal from the journey. - The Desolate Notes series, documents a journey my beloved grandmother took me on. Along the way, she held my hand, just like when I was little, and we walked together. Hey, mountains, rivers, and wilderness are not as beautiful as your eyes and white hair. I will write, I will write. So that our side-by-side footprints will remain forever in words.