Daily Thoughts
(Dedicated, daily, to Nico Turner)
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Monday, August 19, 2013
Mews
I came home tonight. Ghost house. Animals were mewzing. Rolling around. Begging. Puurrrrr. Grabbing at me. I forgot I had beer in the fridge. The small joys. Grab a beer. Fresh laundry and an empty apartment full of my things. There is nothing I need to do. Or anyone I have to speak to. But I feed the buns some salad and give the kittens fresh water. Cuddle. Pick what I want to wear to bed and it is safe. And it's all mine. And my towels are clean. Thanks for the goodnight beer.
To be home again.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Texas
Lost boys.
Today I caught a lizard. And I have been wondering about expectation. What we expect of people and why. I felt needy as well.
Austin is beautiful. And small. It's unlike any city I have been in. Barely a city really but I'm thinking I actually have not been to many "cities" in the states. Lets take a road trip.
Friday, August 16, 2013
The ring
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Divine intervention
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Shhhhh
Hard to write to you when I have been telling you secrets all day. These daily thoughts are not so daily. I know. I misplaced the definition of the word I guess but really you know it all already...In the park unable to hide within the branches and leaves of the tree I was cold and the world was spinning around us. We were still, sitting on a bench. Last night for dinner I had:
One unsuspecting flying bug (cry)
Many cigarettes
White cheddar popcorn
Tequila
Right now I'm thinking I should probably cut my cats nails. And I wonder if you have ever been roller skating.
It's funny. The things you treasure and think about. Random: There was this one time as a little girl maybe 5, I pretended to be asleep on the car ride home so my aunts boyfriend could pick me up and carry me upstairs. I knew he would...He did and I will never forget it. I still do that but in other ways.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Gone again
So it starts again. I did take a photo booth picture for you. With a friend.And I wish we could of had one more dinner. Two more. Three more. A million. A million dinners for a kitten is space. Hanging on the moon. Jumping from star to star.
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