jaywaste

As of the moment of this writing, I am sitting on my bed, fresh out the show' and toasted to the bone. The song "Foxy and the Weight of the World" by Black Moth Super Rainbow and Octopus Project is swaying the fields of my mind under a gentle, sonic breeze, and the boyish giddiness I'd never directly admit is only just now mellowing down. Reflecting on the kind and heartfelt gift from my crush, I trail pathways back through the days of other selves, younger selves, more vibrant selves. I look upon each of them with love and affection. Returning to this moment, I look upon myself as I am now, with love and affection.

I am taking this feeling to pen, brush and canvas. Happy Festivus everyone.


-Added a while later;
Every time I get high and paint, I hide my paints somewhere and the next time I want to paint I can't find my fucking paint.
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