Off to the land of salt and cousins.
I'm packing for a trip I'm hesitant to take. One we've always talked about.
My bags are filled with color. Black dresses, green "peter pan" shirts, orange and white together in Harmony. As I put them altogether I'm dressed in bright red which takes me back to days in SLO and Starbucks diets. Incredible how I can still smell and taste of the toffee nut latte. Funny how I can still remember the sky and the mountains before we drove through that tunnel.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
"I wish you well"
Call me up.
my "boyfriend" has a new truck (small new truck)
10 minutes
play mancala with me
don't leave the room, I'm scared.
"God what are you doing"
You got your braces off. you look so pretty.
"well we have to go".
...
"maybe we could see a movie"
...maybe not
my "boyfriend" has a new truck (small new truck)
10 minutes
play mancala with me
don't leave the room, I'm scared.
"God what are you doing"
You got your braces off. you look so pretty.
"well we have to go".
...
"maybe we could see a movie"
...maybe not
Sunday, June 22, 2008
"I don't know why I didn't come"
You were too long of a day.
In the end it was a little better than expected.
I wish I didn't always try so hard to please the world.
I wish I wouldn't get frustrated with the hot sun and hot dogs...i wish i would keep my promises and I would keep my tears inside.
I wish the summer would start over...the moment I pulled into the driveway and unpacked my bags. At that moment I had the right intentions, right there I was ready to work.
But I'm OK. Tomorrow the promises will be fulfilled somewhere in Santa Monica or maybe Malibu. We will start to work. My prayer is that we don't realize we're working...instead we realize that we're loving.
In the end it was a little better than expected.
I wish I didn't always try so hard to please the world.
I wish I wouldn't get frustrated with the hot sun and hot dogs...i wish i would keep my promises and I would keep my tears inside.
I wish the summer would start over...the moment I pulled into the driveway and unpacked my bags. At that moment I had the right intentions, right there I was ready to work.
But I'm OK. Tomorrow the promises will be fulfilled somewhere in Santa Monica or maybe Malibu. We will start to work. My prayer is that we don't realize we're working...instead we realize that we're loving.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
"to the waters edge"
Every summer I ask my parents for a pool...this summer I told my mom I would be satisfied with a kiddy pool with pictures of hello-kitty or Japanese cartoons on the bottom of it. I would fill it up with water from our backyard hose and let it sit and warm in the hot Camarillo sun. I would get in it and enjoy H2O and sooner or later my sister would walk out and laugh at the sight of a 20 year old in a bikini sitting in a pool that was made for a two year old in diapers. There would be a brief photo shoot where I would flash a peace sign and my summer would continue in that way. Yeah I have a dream.
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