Socks&Peas

besides the tough-muffins around my hips and the luggage I’ll be taking to New York City. That is all. 

towards the extraordinary way. 

Rain fell and now its drying up from the nice, comfortable amount of sunshine that slid across my skin oh so gracefully. Sure enough, I’m grasping. I captured bits from the sky and chunks from the ground. No clue what that’s suppose to symbolize for what i’ve succeeded so far, but it sounds relevant enough. Feels Marvelous when I can check tasks off my big list from the journal. One by one. Bang Bang Bang.

Two weeks. 

From this day, that’s all I have left in Texas. Music sounds prefect at this very moment as Mr. Sandman is slowly pouring the grains on top of my lids making it slowly but surely quite heavy. I’m absorbing the joy I successfully collected today because what’s ahead, there will be war. 

btw, I watched Captain America. Bravo, Marvel, bravo. 

My alley cats are only seen during nocturnal hours. Sometimes they’re so chill and silent, I don’t even notice them lounging on the hood of parked cars. All five of them on hoods. Hoodrats. Get it? Walked halfway upstairs and stopped. I looked back at them and they all stared at my every movement. Started up the staircase again but pulled a 180. Open my leftover bag of goodies, placed it on the not so green grass and gave them some treats for the night. 

I want a home. Get all these unstable, moody, nonsense of emotions off of me. I want to watch Rio constantly so my worries could pause for however long the mind permits till reality creeps in. 

“Made to love each other, made to be together for a life time.. in the sunshine.”