At dizzying heights
The colours seemed blurred
Somewhere the lines got crossed
And all that was slipped
Leaking through the cracks, wildgrown
Covering the speckled black of the alabaster ceiling

Do you ever feel like the universe is going out of it's way to try and remind you of the things you've walked away from? I feel exactly like that now. It's like all of existence refuses to let me forget the things I've left behind.

1. Where is your cell phone? ................. kitchen counter ( Read more... )

I hope that our few remaining friends ( Read more... )

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood
In an modest town where honest people dwell.

Slow death on a dark night stained peach-lemon by the low hung streetlamps

Today is officialy the day that I gave up. And this giving, I fear, may forever change me. Go straw...you broke my back.

So there it is then. To be all of myself less than half of the time...My only option it would seem. Fac id, Fac it, Fuc it, FUCK IT!

Searching for internal peace
Lilies and the Nile...
Riding on the Rhine, lost
Selling self for the absolute
Buying inherent premises for dirt cheap.

So I've been baking pie's all day at my new job. Official baker at "The Hub" a new locally owned cafe out here...trying to figure out how to make things turn out the same as they would in a conventional oven using only a convection oven...is trying my patience.