What? Nobody's got anything to say about my redneck past?
Alright kids, here is an uninspiring post about some whatnot that is rolling around in my head like a marble on the kitchen floor of one of the houses I lived in while going to college.
One: why the fuck does it cost $500+ to fly to Minnesota in late July when I can get to Amsterdam for $300?
Two: does it ever stop raining in Portland?
(the first year I lived here it rained daily until 5 July.)
Three: I want to be able to communicate telepathically with other drivers. Really bad.
Four: How many marshmallows can you fit in your mouth?
Five: Birds are loud.
Six: ( a note to myself in the past) Where you end up, there are trees that are so big you won't believe it, you'll know love that isn't about fear, and real acceptance you won't have to buy with faith or anything else. Someone will tell you that you helped get her out from her darkest place, and you will go home wondering if things get to be this way for you now all the time.
2 comments:
One: Because MN is the hottest new tourist destination - didn't you get the memo?
Two: Yes, but only for a minute, so you can have those big trees.
Three: They can already hear you, they're just pretending they don't.
Four: Fourteen.
Five: Especially at 5 in the morning.
Six: Doesn't that make it all worthwhile? Hurray for you, beautiful healer.
Any other questions? I've got all the answers, did you know? Except when it comes to me :-)
I needed that. . .
Thanks.
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