Friday, March 11, 2011

which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide

tonight is a night of indulgence
[allowing oneself to enjoy the pleasure of].

Peppermint tea sweetened with honey.
Cocorosie music videos.
Maybe Berlin 36 later.
Nasty food.
Train sounds.
Warm shower.
A new sketchbook with new challenges.
Newbery Award books.
e. e. cummings
Not having to wake up tomorrow.
Plans.
Dreams.
Liberty.
It's almost like I'm on the mayflower, so much wrapped up into one being.
So much to share, so much to find out.
Mmmm.
i have everything.