Time for a new journal entry. I'm pretty new to the whole SG thing, so I'm not sure if there's a right way for me to be doing this or not...but I'm giving it a try. LulaSunday told me that I needed to visually experess myself...hopefully it worked.
The weekend was nice. I didn't hold the rain today against the general feel of the weekend. I went to the Westside Market on Saturday and bought stuff to make soup and I made soup for the weekend. Yum.
Today's poem is from Walt Whitman's Song of Myself:
Loafe with me on the grass...loose the stop from your throat,
Not words, not usic or rhyme I want...not custom or lecture, not even the best,
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.
The weekend was nice. I didn't hold the rain today against the general feel of the weekend. I went to the Westside Market on Saturday and bought stuff to make soup and I made soup for the weekend. Yum.
Today's poem is from Walt Whitman's Song of Myself:
Loafe with me on the grass...loose the stop from your throat,
Not words, not usic or rhyme I want...not custom or lecture, not even the best,
Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.
neon_vomit:
you dont have to do anything to make me smile i wanted to know what never fails to make YOU smile.