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Jun. 4th, 2009 11:57 amlast night i gave myself permission to stop worrying and i laid in a hammock with julia and looked up at the stars through a net of tree branches.
then i played my guitar and we danced around the house with wine blushing the sides of plastic glasses.
and then my cat and i spooned and watched runaway bride in my big new bed and i fell asleep with the TV on like my father, but not like my father because i felt buoyant with love.
the gap between existing with happiness or with sadness is only a few steps wide inside my body, and i think i am just going to do my best to live deliberately, and just for me, for me, for me.
then i played my guitar and we danced around the house with wine blushing the sides of plastic glasses.
and then my cat and i spooned and watched runaway bride in my big new bed and i fell asleep with the TV on like my father, but not like my father because i felt buoyant with love.
the gap between existing with happiness or with sadness is only a few steps wide inside my body, and i think i am just going to do my best to live deliberately, and just for me, for me, for me.
