we were singing
step right up for a colorful revolution
I went to Holland. there were lots of lambs, windmills, green and tulips. it made me want to wear my easter socks. to try and fit in, I wore clogs and braids for the entire trip. coralie always seemed a tad embarassed to be seen with me. maybe I should have left the rolled up sweatpants/wooden booties combo at home. a girl asked me if my shoes were in style back in Canada.
I spent the weekend in Antwerp, another belgian city. they spoke flemish. the girl I was staying with had a cat who had kittens. they were ten days old and fit in the palm of my hand. she said I could give them names, but I didn't want to scar them for life. look how my cat turned out. he's bitter, world-weary, and only two years old. I gouted some absinthe and poked another hole in my ear. shoop shoop.
yesterday I took the train home alone.
I went to Holland. there were lots of lambs, windmills, green and tulips. it made me want to wear my easter socks. to try and fit in, I wore clogs and braids for the entire trip. coralie always seemed a tad embarassed to be seen with me. maybe I should have left the rolled up sweatpants/wooden booties combo at home. a girl asked me if my shoes were in style back in Canada.
I spent the weekend in Antwerp, another belgian city. they spoke flemish. the girl I was staying with had a cat who had kittens. they were ten days old and fit in the palm of my hand. she said I could give them names, but I didn't want to scar them for life. look how my cat turned out. he's bitter, world-weary, and only two years old. I gouted some absinthe and poked another hole in my ear. shoop shoop.
yesterday I took the train home alone.