Dream

I rode my bike down to where the fireworks had been, even though I knew they were over. I just needed to be a part of a large group of people.

Jacq told me a dream she has about moving to Chile, to live in a town that has the world's best hot chocolate.

A funny story to me would be about the only person in town allergic to chocolate.

Basically, that could be the story of my life.

SHOOT EVERY SHOT

this is it
go go go go go
I can't wait
no no no no no

there are times when I want to tear my tiny fucking shit soul out
because this is too goddamn hard

but, it'll probably be sunny tomorrow

so I float around my room like a vacuum cleaner
I want to live a life of cool summers
in a town where I can do no wrong

under small suburban lights
fireflies gather in a willow tree
I've fought hard to be free

I could really use a placebo about now.

Hopefully I'll discover the magic in ginkgo biloba. I'm fortunate that the plant is veiled in ten kinds of mysticism. It's the only way I can stomach it; I like being confused more then I like being skeptical.