how am i today? living the dream.

half a can of ones avoidance after shovels in three hands, satisfied and well worked. silenced in my empty humms and blind before my eyes, burying edges and sticky cups, i need to get some new. waffled in between being angry and thankful this afternoon, no helpful hands and time passed quickly, everything is okay.

i dream of dreams, "of shoes and ships and ceiling wax, of cabbages and kings. and why the sea is boiling hot and weather pigs have wings" but Alice in her wonderland and my other life are two apart, for in my dreams i go to places much in my own taste. there i find my moon, my friend, and a ship to sail that sea. accompanied by the light of reflection and powered by inner success there are no bounds to my travels.

sometimes i get real quiet, and spelunk into my mind. i pray you'll stay real close to me and hear my whispered findings. for what good is a part of me unless i live the part... ?