Wrangle.
Mundane.
Obsequious.
No, that's not it.
Superfluidity. Yeah.
Kicked out, swung around a deep knee bend.
The view to forever.
Huge granite bluffs.
Why did she hug me so long?
Fortitude.
Exemplify.
Dirt and pine needles rushing past, a bird, a mole,
fifty snowmobiles covered up in the trees.
Cathy asked me what my rates are. My rates.
Plasticine hyperbolic milquetoast.
Never did sing with her again, walking across the valley.
Vibration.
Smiles but blind, smiles discretely hiding, gone away smiling,
but gone.
36 eggs for two dollars? That's scary.
What do they, how do they, I don't even want to think about it.
Altruism.
Empathic vulnerability vs. gratitude vs. manipulation.
From the diaphragm the room just shakes.
The floor was bamboo, smooth, light and sleek.
Finesse. Grace. Sweeping.
It's such a simple life. Simple things. Nothing much.
I smiled back at her, but caught myself smiling, so then I
tried to smile and it just wasn't ... it seemed artificial.
Singularity.
Fortissimo.
Elucidate.
James is gone. He could be anywhere by now.
Transmigratory alliteration.
Words lose the thought, incomplete and frail.
Seventeen shapes.
What do people search for? Why do they keep stressing,
straining, grappling with roles they can never fulfill?
Don't they know how perfect they are?
Bittersweet.
The river was not so cold today.
The flow . . . people are 95% water.
A river otter watched me and I knew that he knew
that I knew he was there. He knew that too, which
is why he didn't swim away.
Warm blooded mammals. Warm blooded. Warm.
Swimming alone.
Superfluidity.
Hmmm. Yes, superfluidity.
How much can that dog poop?
hahahahahahahahahahahaha!
The sun is out this morning!
And there was a lovely breeze earlier this morning and I opened all the doors and windows to air out the joint.
Codeborg;
that was magnificent!
how did it go unremarked?
Is it from somewhere/one of which/whom i am unaware?
or was that, as it seemed, a little piece of you typed into the ether,
and, hence, residing here?
Yes, codebug, your mind is enjoyable to read......keep it up.
the theme from Curb Your Enthusiasm
Deedley,deedly, dee- woo. woo!
I liked Code Borg's mind this morning too.
if wishes were horses all men would ride
Which I compare to.....wish in one hand, **** in the other. See which one gets heavier first.
I still want a cigarette.
Should we go perfume shopping again?
ok - not the purse. how about these?
