Hey, *poke, there are a couple pictures up from Chicago last week.


Shere and I


I had a ton of fun. It was a quick trip, but much needed and
being back is like going home all over again.

NEW MUSIC:

Eighteen seconds of an intro I got out last night:
My Music Page


and BTW...
Valerian root smells like robot vomit! Metallically Sour.
haha.
I have been taking it for two weeks now, I've been so restless.

Been growing an herb garden.
Making collages. Painting. Pendants and jewelry.

Two months and counting...
My own place. My own space.


Still writing everyday.
Personal. I'm just that way;

He said the water felt best before three am and waded in up to his shins.
There was a perfect calm in that moment. This place was found completely by accident.
We made a wrong turn a few miles back, but I wanted to keep traveling it.


Mostly all I seem to get out are little snips of descriptiveness.
It's the simplicity of thought that I enjoy best.

Tonight I got Southland Tales:


I'm thoroughly enjoying it.
Watchit.
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Dou itashimashite


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