behind my teeth, reaching for my scars...

i'm beginning to feel like this has all been one big test of faith.


oh first you go under, then coming up gives you the bends
and when you break the surface, all you can see is your friends
so grab your purple crayon and flesh out the picture behind
and finally, the whole world is made of one unbroken line.

and you and i both know how to drink
so we will always have work in this town.

so lets pull up a bar stool and get ourselves a ringside seat..


i've done nothing all break but lounge around with my mom, listen to ani difranco, and read marilyn hacker.
i think of it as back building, and have come to relish these times in my life, resting places, positions of reflection and preparation for an unknown future. everything is in flux, transition. the past two months were a manic up down dash of depression exaltation depression exaltation lesson lesson lesson better learn it quick because its not going to abate until you face it all, resolve it all, EXPERIENCE IT to know it.
this, now, is nice. healthy home cooked meals, cozy sofas, cute pups to cuddle with and text messages from a new crush interest sipping wine in the florida sunshine. i could get used to this.
love is all over the place.. there's nothing wrong with your face..