tomorrow never knows
everything is spinning, and everyone is stumbling about. hither and thither, looking for some sort of strong-hold. or some sense of stability.
but yesterday was pretty rad. woke up rather early, thanks to dear ashleys phone call. ate some omelette and hashbrowns. drank some tea. (slave) then i came home and cleaned all the shit off my guitar. so now it is beautiful and clean, and even has new strings. i digressed slightly, because i only had four strings. and a guitar has six. so i had to go to guitar center to get more. there i made a single-serving friend. we talked for a pretty long while. he listened to me play. he likes taylors. i'm a martin man. everyone is different. then i got a phone call from God, telling me to come home. so i went. then there was macrae and joel. and later m t. that was rad, because those kids are my gs. but it is always strange. because we are all so different now. but it is good.
then i was walking through the park, and what do you think i saw? thats right; crowds of people sittin' on the grass with flowers in their hair. and that was rad. but then we had to leave. and i lost some keys again. and i talked to julia zellie, and that tripped me out a little. then all of the sudden it was getting light outside, so i got in my car and came home.
this is the end of the beginning.
p.s. i love you
but yesterday was pretty rad. woke up rather early, thanks to dear ashleys phone call. ate some omelette and hashbrowns. drank some tea. (slave) then i came home and cleaned all the shit off my guitar. so now it is beautiful and clean, and even has new strings. i digressed slightly, because i only had four strings. and a guitar has six. so i had to go to guitar center to get more. there i made a single-serving friend. we talked for a pretty long while. he listened to me play. he likes taylors. i'm a martin man. everyone is different. then i got a phone call from God, telling me to come home. so i went. then there was macrae and joel. and later m t. that was rad, because those kids are my gs. but it is always strange. because we are all so different now. but it is good.
then i was walking through the park, and what do you think i saw? thats right; crowds of people sittin' on the grass with flowers in their hair. and that was rad. but then we had to leave. and i lost some keys again. and i talked to julia zellie, and that tripped me out a little. then all of the sudden it was getting light outside, so i got in my car and came home.
this is the end of the beginning.
p.s. i love you