Lie back, sweetheart. Think of Estonia.

Ah, might as well delete my timesheet of her coffee break times.

Buying radishes for the first time status

A PRIVATE MATTER

maybe a bit melodramatic yesterday. it wasn't a good day. i'm waiting for skydive oregon to call me back now to schedule a tandem jump. my palms are sweaty and i'm on the ground.

THE BOTTOM LINE

resurrecting the beast within. this whole time playing the fool. i'm sure eventually it will be for the best. but as it goes, right now i'm steamed to see ahead of me and ghostslime isn't there. a sloppy kiss is in the lead and lapping up whatever the fuck is left. it's cold outside and rain drops fall on my laptop screen but i can't handle going inside to that cushy leather chair. the big piece of cake i had isn't enough. if only a whole lemon iced bundt was there waiting to be devoured like a predator. i get it. i moved away. but it's already the middle of june and don't we know summer just flies by. i smell smoke and want to light up. i see more smoke and coffee and just want to drown because it's the drug of choice for me in this podunkiedunk, hellish town. shootings every week and one bookstore that closes at 7pm. don't think you'll find something to do after dark. walk through the mission and you'll agree. i'm so disconnected at the moment. my own fault indeed. but i'm not going to draw lines to cross. i don't know where i'm going. i understand that is the bottom line.