Thursday, January 22, 2009

dream last night.

the boy who i lost my virginity to was there. he was following me around, asking me millions of questions. i didn't mind.
also, steve, the guy who wants to be a puppet maker and kissed me once in the middle of the night, and then walked away. he was there, too. and he was charming as ever.
i was walking up a very steep hill by myself when i saw a plane very low in the sky. i thought for a moment: it's going to crash. then i thought: nah, i always think that and it never happens" and then it came straight down into the woods infront of me. it was a beautiful and massive pull i felt. the ground was shaking. i heard people calling my name. but i waited to see what else would happen. it began to snow ash. people told me not to breathe it in, but i was breathing just fine.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

hair.




and the truth is, i never felt better (prettier) when i had a hair color that wasn't mine.

book.

feel better already.
eating skittles.
moulin rouge is easily one of the worst movies ever made.
i do believe all it was was forgetting that really, we're just souls bumping
around together in the dark.
no lightswitch. no wallpaper. barren room kinda stuff.
and really, we're all okay. we're oaky.
photolab technician
screen printer


please let this happen for me, universe.

my dad told me to watch this and tap for good and for success. we'll see.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7d_7Dkco0M&feature=related

Monday, January 19, 2009








light experiments

buhhh

I hurt my ankle last night. I was trying to unmake myself crazy by cleaning the house. Was taking out the trash when I slipped and fell down the last 3 stairs of the "fire escape." It felt a little like I was floating, but I was falling. I swear there was some type of crest. Wait, that's the top of a wave, right? Or is that the peak? Whatever.

Here's some pictures of my ankles when I took walking for granted.


mingo creek:

gram's house:
the one that got hurt:
in the library:

some island:

blustery blowing
snowy cliff:

We really do forget about what we have when we have it. We don't realize how good we have it. I'd like to feel that gratitude more. Gratitude is so powerful.

Sunday, January 18, 2009