Just a little something to whet the palate. Just one bang to jostle - not terrify - creatures big and small.
Just one burst of brilliance shimmering over the horizon making one wonder; is that what I think it is? How sexy restraint can be.
Lucky me I found a stone on the floor. Stepping over it and releasing my rusty grainy diluted flourescent feverish blueish fragrance. Cut off from everything, Toungue in cheek, louscious poppies, Sprouting from the wasteland. Limitless potential.
i grew up in a house in the middle of absolutely nowhere and my mother's bathroom windows and walls were all glass block and i think it's so beautiful and fun and nostalgic. doesn't it also look so tasty and nice to chew on?
what does your handwriting look like? how do you sign off? how do you - or do you not - dot your 'i's??
i want to know you all through a handwritten note, i want to know you that much!!
