Gentle pep talk from F.Scott Fitzgerald
New toe nail polish - OPI's "Keys to my Karma"
I know what violets look like now.
Josephine, to keep her Napoleon, wore the scent of violets, which once inhaled were soon forgotten and never to be recalled until the wearer pressed again the little petals to her skin. He must come back for he could not rest in the limbic grey where most sense is kept.
I know what violets look like now for I have seen them sleep in winter snow;
I have seen the purple whir beneath the soil, heard them speak of yellow toil.