a diary of what i love and what i do

Monday, June 20, 2011

never lost one minute of sleep thinking of the way things might have been

for tropical fishes plucked from the ocean and put in a swamp
my tits subtly shaking as i write
the sound of a pencil moving against paper
falling asleep in the sun
sun burnt
sun kissed
sun drenched
skin
a homemade feast
kale in toasted sesame seed oil
strawberries
ham sandwiches with the crusts cut off
for a day with no apologies
clumpy crusted eye makeup
a good honest try
and simply finding, "i just ain't feeling it"
for the pause button
for the nerd inside of me who wants to learn about political science and economics
for the balance of things
a well rounded heart
for all the "bad things" that happened for me
dr jung's "it's not about being good. it's about being whole."
a new sunflower seed habit
for alcoholics, the most wonderfully fucked up entertaining people
dance class and not a care in the world for one hour of my day
for the word : bliss
for the words : i'm not ready
for the little girl singing :
big wheels keep on turning
proud mary keep on burning
rolling rolling rolling on a river
for the sense that she might be onto something
and everything is better than okay