as i moonwalk across pages of yesterday..
yet to recieve more on what the 70mm life has in store for anxious, childlike feelings..
the beginning of a fresh set of vague moments..
conflcting thoughts overpowering the house i want on the top of the hill..
from where i can't see myself..
so used to just wanting this or that...as i curl myself up i on a cold november grass of my lawn..
happy not having it...
happy.... at peace...with whatever is left in my palm....
the aftertaste of wine that did not taste familiar anymore..
inhale...exhale...
it is amazing.....you just don't see....meee
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