“ When you knew that it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the colour of her hair ”


- The Windmills of your Mind

You're in my dreams

Let's be baby bumblebees.

I hate easter sunday.

However, it is a Sunday and like all Sunday's that means back to back episodes of Law and Order SVU and resting my achy bones. Watching loose cannon cops on the edge has inspired me to become more of a hardass.

well...

I'm in Georgia! Traveling was hell most of the time. I was sexually harrassed at the greyhound, was offered crack and couldn't sleep for fear of someone stealing my shit. I miss Little and the way we fit like puzzle pieces in my bed. It makes me sad to think that I am not going to wake up to her in the morning.

letting the skies pass over my eyes.