Mar 18, 2005 23:13
Alright. So. Its time for a sing-a-long, in a forest, with guitars, stars and grass, green grass - high on love. You know the deal. Winter is just getting boring, Im all for spring right about now.
I have found the best feeling in the world. It is the feeling of new socks. You havent lived until you've appreciated new socks. Okay. So its not as good as the feeling of friends, or love, or sex i suppose.
I got kicked in the baby and I think it may have died. There was no baby, so its no big deal. But getting a solid kick in the gut is never great.
Im in such fabulous love, it makes me want to dance on tables. Do you know how much more fun love is with the mystery? Once its out in the open everthing just gets unreasonable. When its a secret, and insane - thats intense. (This calls for a dance)
I get glasses. What? Did you hear that? Yes. I get glasses, for long distance reading and movies and such (long distance movies?). Unless of course I can magically fix the prescription by next week. Its improbable. In which case I will accept the glasses. They dont bite.
I hope everyone is happy, and exuberant, and loving, and alive. Thats the only way to be. If you cant be that, I suggest running through the streets naked. Scratch that - in underwear. (It is cold after all).
Screen is done, ready for filming. This is going to be great.
Im going to fly in a Zeppelin to England. It's a whole different world. Way too many walls here. I think the nunnery climb is a for sure now. Im getting acquainted well with the espionage.
Im thinking sleep.
Im dreaming awake.
I love you everyone.
Keep being you. Please. You keep my world interesting.