I was out wandering looking for a place to take a picture and found this little spot. My outfits often don't really seem to quite go with my surroundings, and though its not always done purposefully, there are always reasons behind it. Although I'm not always entirely sure what those reasons are until I think on it more. The more I look at the picture, the more I started thinking about the Queen. For one, I am currently surrounded by Queen Anne's Lace in the picture. But that only spurred on more thoughts. For me and many others, she'll always be someone I wish I could have met and really talked to. Was she what the many documentaries and movies and books and etc etc paint her to be? Or was she completely different deep down? I can't even imagine being born into the knowing that your life will never be yours. That you were born to live up to what everyone needed you to be. My life seems boring and mundane sometimes, and maybe I might envy an incredibly weal...