July 2009
You're okay.
Now tell me how you did it, so I can be. I need to get out of here.
Writing for the Sake of thought.
Children. Joy. Wonder. Insight. They’re insightful. You can nearly always trust a child’s judgement of character. Dogs. Loyal. Obnoxious. Eager. I just stand and Macy and Ellie are at my feet, begging for my attention. They dance with me to Owl City, and snuggle with me as I sleep. Vintage. Old. Solid. Good. I’m not going to say old friends are better, but they do know you...
“You Lord, know every one of my deepest desires, and my noisy groans are no...”
– Psalms 38:9
“Voted most likely to end up on the back of a milk box. Looks like I’m...”
– Katy Perry, Fingerprints
I don’t care what you say about her. I love her. 