Nonsence
I feverishly wrote down whatever came to my head on the bus home. I wasn't trying to think about what I was writing...just...writing. I have pages and pages, but only one caught my eye.
Floating on a streambed,
I swam against the tide.
My legs were made of
Linin
And my heart was made of
Stone
'Twas the heart that
Sank me
And the feet that could
Not fight
And when they pulled me
Up, then
Breath I was without.
Normally those ideas flow visually into my sketchpad...but I had left it home for a couple of days, and was sorely missing it, so wrote instead. >_>
If I don't have SOME form of creative out-let I ...well...EXPLODE! KABOOF!
I am being dragged to Hilton Head SC to see my some of my cousins and an aunt and uncle tomorrow as soon as school lets out.
My uncle's going to take me up in one of his small aeroplanes! He does flips and rolls and such. At least that sounds fun.
My cousins are OK...Fun people. They are so materialistic that it scares me sometimes, though. Materialistic, narrow-minded, and sheltered.
Teehee. I remember once when we were driving between some country types of older suburbian homes and MB went "OMG, we're in the GHETTO!!" She was serious too. I almost fell over from laughing so hard.
Anyway.
In advance...
Happy day of the action of thanks!
Floating on a streambed,
I swam against the tide.
My legs were made of
Linin
And my heart was made of
Stone
'Twas the heart that
Sank me
And the feet that could
Not fight
And when they pulled me
Up, then
Breath I was without.
Normally those ideas flow visually into my sketchpad...but I had left it home for a couple of days, and was sorely missing it, so wrote instead. >_>
If I don't have SOME form of creative out-let I ...well...EXPLODE! KABOOF!
I am being dragged to Hilton Head SC to see my some of my cousins and an aunt and uncle tomorrow as soon as school lets out.
My uncle's going to take me up in one of his small aeroplanes! He does flips and rolls and such. At least that sounds fun.
My cousins are OK...Fun people. They are so materialistic that it scares me sometimes, though. Materialistic, narrow-minded, and sheltered.
Teehee. I remember once when we were driving between some country types of older suburbian homes and MB went "OMG, we're in the GHETTO!!" She was serious too. I almost fell over from laughing so hard.
Anyway.
In advance...
Happy day of the action of thanks!