We could have fun just groovin' around around and around
So last night culminated to a point where I felt like Fry from Futurama in that episode where he drank a 100 cups of coffee and achieved clairvoyance and he was able to save everyone in the burning room.
My head has been real clear lately. I feel like I'm starting to get a grasp on to my new reference point.
The Olympia Anarchist book fair is tight, still got today to go. Some cool workshops, a bunch of zines and good friends. It is being held in this auditorium type place which is cool because it's got a lot of space, many different rooms, public style restrooms, and a huge kitchen. I realized after being there for eight hours what sucked about it was that there were no windows. I went on a short walk with some less acquainted friends and although it was not up to it's full potential (we couldn't find a way onto a roof to better see the sun set) it was refreshing to see the blue, pink, orange and purple hues on peoples faces. Taking deep breaths in of the chilly dusk air did my endorphins good and I'm glad some people decided to join me on my otherwise solitary walk.
Shortly after we decided to leave. Bickering yet friendly banter on the ride back, picking up Alex on the way, and the nice drone of Kid A. We get back to the house, she cooks I clean. We're all frustrated and tired, especially her. I appreciate all her efforts so much. Hope that "thank you for dinner" hug and clean kitchen could convey that a little.
More jokes and talk at the crown of the house. We sleep in my lover's cave and I slip into slumber with a smile in my heart.
love,
Lindsey
My head has been real clear lately. I feel like I'm starting to get a grasp on to my new reference point.
The Olympia Anarchist book fair is tight, still got today to go. Some cool workshops, a bunch of zines and good friends. It is being held in this auditorium type place which is cool because it's got a lot of space, many different rooms, public style restrooms, and a huge kitchen. I realized after being there for eight hours what sucked about it was that there were no windows. I went on a short walk with some less acquainted friends and although it was not up to it's full potential (we couldn't find a way onto a roof to better see the sun set) it was refreshing to see the blue, pink, orange and purple hues on peoples faces. Taking deep breaths in of the chilly dusk air did my endorphins good and I'm glad some people decided to join me on my otherwise solitary walk.
Shortly after we decided to leave. Bickering yet friendly banter on the ride back, picking up Alex on the way, and the nice drone of Kid A. We get back to the house, she cooks I clean. We're all frustrated and tired, especially her. I appreciate all her efforts so much. Hope that "thank you for dinner" hug and clean kitchen could convey that a little.
More jokes and talk at the crown of the house. We sleep in my lover's cave and I slip into slumber with a smile in my heart.
love,
Lindsey