Nov 05, 2004 14:23
My new love will be that for peotry, especially for Jim Morrison's poetry. Its so good on so many levels.
Yesterday I went to San Francisco to see my grandma Cooper before she left for China, we went out to dinner and hung out around Fisherman's Warf. What was saddening was that we went through a whole bunch of the same shops that Steven and I had gone through together but a few months ago. It was so sad remembering all that happy junk.
I've decided that I will go to the Academy of Art college in San Francisco and find a little apartment to live in where I'll have a bed on the floor and a table where none of the chairs match. There will be plates and cups of different colors that won't match either. I'll have fluffy warm sheets on my bed and a closet that has an array of different clothing in it. I'll take my computer and snake with me. Along with my two bookshelves and all my books. It will be so nice and lovely. I'll major in photography and spend my time in cafes talking about all sorts of things.
Just some happy thoughts about what my future could be.
Remember the black angel is love