sebastian6

The beloved Friday night gathered around me, I slink upstairs after a too-early drunk and sober up post-pizza. My pal Mike came by and I showed him something funny and something creative. Friday nights are strange little resorts of time. One is possibly tired from working yet, more than likely, wanting to take hold of the notion of the week's end. Usually this involves some...
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Let's all be best pals and go on adventures.

Whattaya say?

Shuffling around in the cool summer air after a week of sweating under the weight of heavy weather, I shrug my shoulders and think about my breathing. This is hours before I double over in pain from a night of dairy. Remind me I should never eat iced cream or drink milk after the sun goes down. The trees and the breeze caress me like...
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There was this time I turned over in my bed, wrapped in sheets and sleep, and simply fell into the ocean. The water didn't startle me. Rather the slow motion movement of cotton draped around my body lulled me into a sort of trance. And when I did finally open my eyes, the salt burned my retinas and made me feel alive like I had...
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Dear Diary-

Today I had an elephant ear with Suzuki in the park. We folded songbirds from embossed golden paper
and laughed when they didn't sing. The trees were greener than I had remembered. We tore
sugar and bread from the damp paper plate and looked at each other and just laughed.

I hope tomorrow is a good day.

Sadness sucks.

There was this time I turned over in my bed, wrapped in sheets and sleep, and simply fell into the ocean. The water didn't startle me. Rather the slow motion movement of cotton draped around my body lulled me into a sort of trance. And when I did finally open my eyes, the salt burned my retinas and made me feel alive like I had...
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Last night I sat Shiva for the Purple Pie Man. Strawberry and her pals got together and fucked him over. I wouldn't like to get into too many details as his death is still a painful reminder to me of the hatred directed at anything involving grape flavor. Suffice it to say that he died how he lived. He was baked into a pie.

Just...
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Unexpected kindness, especially when coated with sugar, is a real lift. Thank you, unraveled!

I'm back in action. I bet you all missed me like a motherfuck......uh...hello? HELLO?