one baby step closer and i'll take two gaint steps back. it was a case of the mondays, the saturdays, the sundays; and it would last all month. can you stand the irony as of late? like my vacations full of rain. or the cd skipping at a favorite part when the singer sings, "let us run away." i wore the perfume that i've never ever worn because i knew you'd like it the most. i never cared for it much. lean with me once more against the white walls and listen to the tick tocks of a hallway clock. don't worry dear. after one more month the shots of nostalgia that we choke down will be too bitter. it will all blend together and the rest will just be a time and a place, a name and a face.
listening to coltrane makes me feel wintery.
eee my head is so busy it hurts me.
the next few weeks are much too crowded. there's so many things to be done in too little time.
but i cannot complain, i am very content. even enough to say that i've had on and off happiness. it's a good thing. you should try it.
i have too many things to look forward to, thanks to a great many wonderful people.
and even better news! SNAPFISH IS BACK! :dances:
and!AND! i just found the most ideal present for a certain Hope Clunie. oh my goodness. it doesnt get any better than that present, i swear to you.
goodbye lovelyfaces.
;hearts