amidst the exhaustion that just left my body, i embrace the state i am in.
completely relaxed, mind is in the right..
breathe breathe in the air.

easy like monday morning

yesterday was easter.
continued to eat pasta salad all day long. i had a really gut wrenching stomach ache.
then that earthquake happened. i felt all nervous and sick inside, i felt like i was going to faint. i couldnt get a grip,, it seemed as though i was on a boat.. i was really freaked out. i start thinking of all these things. type of shit makes me wanna stay under the covers.
today is monday its super grey, and my toes are freezing. ive got to leave school to go study for another school, but im happy. i like grey days. i wish i wouldve dressed warmer.. i hate san diego weather.

hhmmmmm

i wish i could entertain these feelings, these emotions and give them there
own playgroud.. i wanna go draw. sit by myself for a minute, put on a good record. draw. lifes a playground. my head the same, my heart the same, my mind a little different. contemplating, escaping, dreaming of coarse. i wanna go to a high mountain and screaaaam random phrases from it, where you echo echo echo. im getting over being sick, ready for the newcoming, head first. ive been trying to write to myself, but they jsut end up in little pictures of birds always singing. faces that arent real, imaginary places, imaginary faces.. ive been high ive been low, where to now? thinking of the things that make me smile like, baby faces, and bagels, and trips, not the least but spontaneity.. clouds and out of focus sky's. really get me going, like trying to decipher license plates i really get something out of. man o man. good friday..

good friday