lips and limbs and backs and love...
the thing that makes me the happiest lately is writing in cursive. i used to hate it because i felt like i, as a woman, was forced to write in cursive because it is feminine. so i always wrote in block letters. no i was all wrong, cursive is so nice, especially when you go on without picking up the pen. so fun.
driving in a bus home to london from kent. i love long bus rides through the country, and train rides. ran around through a maze at leed's castle. i was hoping david bowie would pop out of the bushes in the maze. he never did but i played and i imagined. i love playing and i love imagining... since i've been here i have noticed how many crazy old english people exist. crazy in a nice way, not crazy as in i meet you once and you fucking call and hang up 20 times a day. no, crazy as in out there, a mind that creates and you're not afraid to show it. so many rad, old, crazy english people. i hope when my day comes, my mate will be as willing to start a revolution as me, that together we'll create and be crazy together...talking love and revolution. what could be better then that?
driving in a bus home to london from kent. i love long bus rides through the country, and train rides. ran around through a maze at leed's castle. i was hoping david bowie would pop out of the bushes in the maze. he never did but i played and i imagined. i love playing and i love imagining... since i've been here i have noticed how many crazy old english people exist. crazy in a nice way, not crazy as in i meet you once and you fucking call and hang up 20 times a day. no, crazy as in out there, a mind that creates and you're not afraid to show it. so many rad, old, crazy english people. i hope when my day comes, my mate will be as willing to start a revolution as me, that together we'll create and be crazy together...talking love and revolution. what could be better then that?