I need air, some music, something to drink, something to eat now and then, somewhere to sleep, and things to think about, maybe things to look at and touch with my fingers.
I don't need anything else.
I thought I did, but I don't.
And yet I have so much more than these things.
Someone said that pigs couldn't see the sky. It stuck with me. soldiers in the trenches in ww1 spent their days looking at the sky. The sky is so big and full and empty.
I danced more in the last two days than I have in.... in as long as I can remember.
If I had some $$$, I would go right now to the store and buy stuff and make you lovely fuckers a delicious cake.
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junglebeats) wrote,
awake
