sometimes i wish i could be an indian giver.
take everything i ever gave you, just so you could stand there naked. 

last night an old friend called me, just to check in. anthony often calls with very perfect timing. it's like he's listening from behind my door, when in fact he's really in LA. last night, it was vegas. flooded with tears, i smiled at my phone at hopes of a wonderful hour long phonecall. he asked me how i was, and how my birthday was and i thanked ( Read more... )

his value declined; everybody else has just arrived.

receive me. RECEIVE ME.

keep your smile straight, and your head up. because i've been holding it with strings.
if i weren't up here, maybe i'd receive. 
it's much easier to feed the ones below. the response is better, anyway.

there is a delicious pan of brownies sitting on my counter. they're filled with chocolate chips.
along with a book and a card i made.

nice work colleen. hello trash bucket.

 here it is: summer ( Read more... )

i'm quite drawn to circular shapes, and geometry in general. the thing about geometry is there is no end to your path of following the line. there is never an obvious start, or an obvious finish. sure, if you pick something with dynamic angles, you'll be sure to pick a point to begin; but who's to say it was the right point? or if that same point ( Read more... )

last night a dreamt of the strangest thing. it was very sexual, and very much related to fresh produce purchasing. strange, but not so strange people were directly involved. i don't understand my brain. it's all pretty ridiculous ( Read more... )

there's been an entire change in scenery.
and you get all the credit.   :)

sometimes melodic la-la-la's can bring sunshine to a rather rainy day.
but this day, there's plenty of sunshine to go around.