And all of a sudden...

[misha_penguin]

I am spinning and spinning.
My skirt twirls, lines spread and I am as here,
as topsy-turvey-grounded as a top.
Flesh and bone, I am a system under control.

I can still feel the air under my skin and
I have never been happier. It makes me
inarticulate, it makes me deaf and
dumb, it makes it all worthwhile.

Pouty lipped, the anesthesia is only now
wearing off. Missing this, I hold onto
the fact that the next time "goodbye" is uttered,
I will actually deserve it.

Spring Break in Pictures!:



The intestines cake.





SLChic-A-Go-Go mayhem.



The boy.



My mind.

Good times.