April 2010
2 posts
As I wait here
In the spa chair the presence of something beyond this is absent - completely gone. Heads are hear as they should be, nowhere else. Where to start, where to start? Meaning nothing sits between this and everything else. This is nobodies world. We are of the world. Drilling, sawing, filling, powder. Jet waves splash pristine blue water about. Rush. Prom shoes. Car charger. Don’t feel it...
Can you not -
Reblog every picture you see. It’s sooooooooo fucking annoying. Kthxbye.