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
Thursday, October 25, 2007
I like:
coffee with friends
burning incense
greasy food - sometimes
taking photos
diet soda
art
light food - sometimes
cats
pretty clothes that fit comfortably
laughing
silver jewelry
ethnic food
weekends
slow dancing in the kitchen
songs that make you cry
speaking in Italian
Friend From Work saying "I am so glad you work here"
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