today i am stretching, stretching, turning laughing
he took me for a drive,
i sketched and sang softly
a collection of women, starting to gather dust on my shelves,
ive misplaced my feather-duster
nostalgic for sweaters
soft, focus, refocus
drive in hill country
my dinner with andre (please watch this movie)
filled the third shoebox of mail-art, still have several hundred to go before i start collecting addresses.
casey's new orleans sno-balls (half custard/wedding cake flavors)
a kid for two farthings (also recommended)
framed little girl sketch by friend.
i stay away from this, when things are hairy.
ive found a way to practice storytelling.
ive found an art to practice everyday.
ive found a meditation that keeps.
ive found a relationship that i jump into laughing every morning.
im going to make that appointment.
i have a five year plan.
today, there is a direction.
today, there is solace in tomorrow.
please dont break away.