Surreal Vanity

today was a good day with some awesome ideas that came to mind. passion creates ideas, a healing of a community whole, salvation to the captives of ignorance.

crackers, swiss cheese, and turkey for lunch with a bottle of lipton white tea raspberry. sunny days and cold foods = love

txt messages of chemical stars and conversation, what's better than a thunderstorm with lightning streaking over head in a brillant busy universe? bubble baths ...

trickling whispers passed between a song bird and me about tales of a rickity old porch and a boy with a notebook on a string. i forgot completely about my ideas of pictures and articles ... have to remember that for next time. work calls, busybusy bees.... i'm jealous of harry potter movie previews.

days dwidle down, time is restless... my journey to a new home or the experience to find one. i decided to help a friend along my wayward path so they do not sink as i try to rise. it seemed a good compromise.

i'm waiting for the minutes to run past me so i can read my book while walking in the warm sun back to the bedroom where my kitties are more than likely sleeping the day away wondering where 'mom' is to feed them for the fifth time since 3am.

tick tock... i closed an IM window. it felt cold on the other side even if the sun was young and the wind breezing. there seemed to be a shadow there where i couldn't see the trees, where they sing, where they dance on. conversation ended. no one needs good-byes anymore, they are automatically sent via instant message by auto responses of IDLE and AWAY.

afk in the cellular universe. my phone is dying, it's creeping upon me. i wonder if i charge it when i get home if it'll buy me some time while i'm scouring the seattle galaxy for two bedrooms and a dishwasher.

i forgot to add ice cream cones.