i started crying tonight because i really wanted a belly full of blueberry pancakes. this was impossible. i also really wanted to play pictionary & pacman. these were impossible too, and even more drastically impossible was the fact that i couldn't play with stars. i mean real ones. their burning qualities and all..
(i am lepidopteran
, a moth?)
of course, everything sorted itself out. curiously, and a little scarily,
stefann is quite the perceptive one. (it is all that drama, methinks?) my dad also convinced me that it is o.k. to be the way i am (a runaway), mainly because, well i inherited it from him. for now i am happy being delusional in my "comfort". i just want those pancakes. with nutella! and bananas!
i like bananas because they have no bones.
it is so sweet, forgetfulness..