Little fish with a big mouth and
A deceiver’s desideratum.
Most satisfying splash that I ever heard.
(and her lungs filled with water)
(and she drowned on dry land)
So maybe in the last month I’ve been a little…
So maybe I’m looking forward to the move. so maybe i’m kind of nervous too. so maybe being single isn’t my forté. so maybe I’ll have to try hard not to be lonely. so maybe I’ll come out of my little woven threads - & paint stained - art shell. so maybe i have plans to try to. so maybe this isn’t the deepest posting - or my best written form, but maybe i’m kind of tired.
last night I went to a Bellini party in a penthouse, downtown, with about 40 others. it was fantastic, the music was awesome, there was a mix of friends from
Ottawa and Van, I made quite a few new amies….and of course, true to the Bellini, drank my fair share of these fruity potions.
odd fact: the majority of femmes at the party were named either Sarah or Michelle. we all hit it off immediately because we all shared the names.
waking today, askew, hiding behind plastic lenses, slim protection from the solar healing.
current mood: reminiscent.