My new desk.
I moved a new desk into my room.
It's big, made of metal with a little wood for the top.
It's extremely heavy and has rounded edges.
There are lots of drwars, and it'll never break.
I cannot spell the word drawrs close enough for spell check.
There's a concave hole in my mind where the spelling of this word is.
Welcome to dyslexia.
I can spell that one.
My new desk exposed my heater.
I now realise it's been blasting on five instead of puttering on one.
This desk came from a record store on the fourth floor of my (it's not mine) building.
We used the crate elevator to go up an down.
I closed the windows a bit, as the heater isn't as crazy anymore.
I saw two men jumpstarting a car.
They're cold, and swearing in French.
There are lots of things I don't understand because I choose not to.
Indirect ignorance can help to live in innocence.
Innocence is always beautiful.
I'm pretty happy with my life; the whole expanse of it (it's peaks and rifts) has been ideal.
I'm doing things right now most people daydream of.
I'd like to disappear to some beautiful seclusion in the BC interior.
I'd live on a mountain lake; I'd have a studio.
Maybe Dave would live nearby.
I'd have a dog.
I wouldn't have internet.
The fridge would always be full.
The only thing I'd be missing is sex, but I miss that anyways.
Trips into town would happen no more then once a month and would involve backpacks and hiking boots.
I would do nothing but take in beauty and record music.
I'd read after dinner and before bed.
I'd rise with the sun.
It's big, made of metal with a little wood for the top.
It's extremely heavy and has rounded edges.
There are lots of drwars, and it'll never break.
I cannot spell the word drawrs close enough for spell check.
There's a concave hole in my mind where the spelling of this word is.
Welcome to dyslexia.
I can spell that one.
My new desk exposed my heater.
I now realise it's been blasting on five instead of puttering on one.
This desk came from a record store on the fourth floor of my (it's not mine) building.
We used the crate elevator to go up an down.
I closed the windows a bit, as the heater isn't as crazy anymore.
I saw two men jumpstarting a car.
They're cold, and swearing in French.
There are lots of things I don't understand because I choose not to.
Indirect ignorance can help to live in innocence.
Innocence is always beautiful.
I'm pretty happy with my life; the whole expanse of it (it's peaks and rifts) has been ideal.
I'm doing things right now most people daydream of.
I'd like to disappear to some beautiful seclusion in the BC interior.
I'd live on a mountain lake; I'd have a studio.
Maybe Dave would live nearby.
I'd have a dog.
I wouldn't have internet.
The fridge would always be full.
The only thing I'd be missing is sex, but I miss that anyways.
Trips into town would happen no more then once a month and would involve backpacks and hiking boots.
I would do nothing but take in beauty and record music.
I'd read after dinner and before bed.
I'd rise with the sun.