Infections Of A Different Kind - Tumblr Posts

I'll call this piece,

"I'm simping real hard for Aurora"

There is a singer from Norway by the name of Aurora. She is 25 years old and often forgets her shoes. She doesn't like to hug and she sometime likes to eat baby porridge - but only if it rains.

The moon, the stars, and mother earth are her muses, and she likes to call herself a mere vessel, through which the music flows.

She says that each time she writes a song, she loses a part of herself, and so it has to be worth it.

She likes being barefoot, and I'm starting to think she "forgets" her shoes by design.

I Would like to meet her someday, not on stage and certainly not in the streets.

Heaven knows how it will seem, two mad women on the middle of the road, and one of them barefoot.

One day should the stars allow, I would like to meet her in the woods.

And should the trees and the winds feel kind, they will sing for us as we dance.

Alone and barefoot, and unapologetically ourselves.