words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Monday, July 10, 2006
i really miss writing. yes, it was extremely exciting to be in italy when they won. people went crazy in the campo where i was, but i was so tired that i went home and missed the real party in which people jumped into the grand canal and screamed their heads off.