i miss outdoor seating.
today will be 42 degrees,
woke up to the clinks of the
garbage people.

what i'm drinking tastes like oil.
back here and thinking constantly.
the kind of bed where that's possible,
even when not wanted.
i moved the bed around, maybe to get a new perspective,
maybe just to fill the time.
they keep playing the same song upstairs,
i can hear it through the ceiling-
i might play the same song, but louder,
as if a competition can fuel the night (T.I.- whatever you like)
(happening right now)
reading Tom Robbins, Skinny Legs and All.
going to get through,
with Kanye West
and the Kinks.
and sunshine superman,
you know that guy.

i feel sad and tired.
i've been having a hard time with myself for the past few d(alw)ays
and having really odd dreams,
sometimes I'm able to pinpoint where the thoughts may have come from,
i guess i understand a few reasons as to why.

feeling anxious over going back to school and being stuck for four & 1/2 months. and yes, i guess in a way i am taking it for granted in this moment, but it's in my head and body and i can't change it right now. Happiness isn'tthe yellow house in the winter.

I want to go to this someday, I've wanted to for a long time now.

http://www.holifestival.org/festival-of-colours.html

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