"at the funplex"

oh my.

what a surprise.

you are a disappointment.

weird words.

and dangerous commentary.

what are you doing?

pack.

and unpack.

it's my way to be organized.

lists.

and energy to the extreme.

its not really all that good.

apparently.

burn it off.

in every way.

mocha scent.

and container store.

i just can't contain myself.

when did they come up with all this useless crap?

and why do i want it so much?

no. minimize.

focus.

transparent leaves.

and natural tone.

thunderstorm.

how lovely.

i can't wait to be home.

although it has me up in nerves.

as per usual.

plans galore.

and memorize the images again.

they've invaded your happy space.

goodbye's are no good.

and long awaited destiny turned.

it seems so slow now.

so meaningless.

existentially defunct.

hanging tides.

beach dreams.

i want to be in the warm sand.

black umbrellas.

and tiny raindrops will have to do.

salvaging material.

its all part of the process.

flirtacious evenings.

and drinks of cool crisp deliciousness.

i can not wait see you.

it doesn't make me nervous that i can't say no.

it makes me nervous that i want to say yes.

must get something done.

pink polka dots and lime green shirts.

they didn't make themselves you know.

it's nice to see the familiar.

but it's not even touching me anymore.