Aven Jensen
Stories (2/0)
My Best Friend's Love
You know how somebody comes into your life and affects it so much that you're not sure what life was without them? My friendship with this girl was like that, but not romantic at all. In fact, the most romantic thing she ever did was sit on my back to pin me down so that I would watch Finding Nemo with her. We were fourteen.
By Aven Jensen6 years ago in Humans
Home
"Home is where the heart is." That was the only lesson I ever retained from my years at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp. Our instructors were telling us about Chopin, who had grown up in Warsaw but moved to Paris. When he died, his body was buried in Paris, but his heart was buried in Warsaw. I don't know if that fact is true, it's been so long since I last heard it and there's always conflicting information and facts, but that was the only thing I ever remembered from theory class.
By Aven Jensen6 years ago in Humans