what do you do?
hmmmmm. well i
look at stars and dream about things that will never happen. drive by snowmen who know they will melt but don't seem to mind. smoke dope and write brilliant shit. (then realize it in no way resembles brilliance. so, i delete it). i talk to God. listen to birds. stoop sit just to ponder the complexity of the universe and what's in-between my coffee sips.
then: what do you want out of life?
i don't know.
live each day the best i can. see and absorb the little things. be full on a consistant basis. love and be loved while in good company. laugh more. cry less. find gratitude in the tiniest of mercies.
i'd really like to own a pair of brown cowboy boots with pink stitching. 'cause sometimes, i am just a girly-girl at heart.