A Moth, A Match and A Mystory
-My spelling is the shit-
I figure I'm like a Moth, that was flying free until a devious little Boy put a big glass bottle over it, trapping it above a table, in a tiny prison. My reaction of course was to flap my wings violently and bounce off the walls. It hurt. But now I've learned my lesson and come to rest temporarily contented with an understanding that at first seemed so impossible. I'm not just the Moth, I'm also the little Boy.
That said, The little Boy Dylan has been getting a lot more of my mind's attention these days. The one that gets bored if he isn't constnatly entertained. The one who makesseemingly important dicisions in the blink of an eye. The one that becomes completely infatuated with something or someone and thinks of nothing else, until a moment later something else catches his eye.
He's a good kid, and I don't even feel like trying to balance him out. He's more fun. Maybe I need a little childishness in my life. Is there anything wrong with that?
My favorite current piece of art is mass produced match boxes. Form. I like it. And for the same reason;
I like;
Stacks of books, Open desk drawers, and cardboard boxes full of Stuffed-Animals.
If you read this post a comment that says something true. Like, true. ok?
I figure I'm like a Moth, that was flying free until a devious little Boy put a big glass bottle over it, trapping it above a table, in a tiny prison. My reaction of course was to flap my wings violently and bounce off the walls. It hurt. But now I've learned my lesson and come to rest temporarily contented with an understanding that at first seemed so impossible. I'm not just the Moth, I'm also the little Boy.
That said, The little Boy Dylan has been getting a lot more of my mind's attention these days. The one that gets bored if he isn't constnatly entertained. The one who makesseemingly important dicisions in the blink of an eye. The one that becomes completely infatuated with something or someone and thinks of nothing else, until a moment later something else catches his eye.
He's a good kid, and I don't even feel like trying to balance him out. He's more fun. Maybe I need a little childishness in my life. Is there anything wrong with that?
My favorite current piece of art is mass produced match boxes. Form. I like it. And for the same reason;
I like;
Stacks of books, Open desk drawers, and cardboard boxes full of Stuffed-Animals.
If you read this post a comment that says something true. Like, true. ok?