skirts and t shirts, looking good, summer is springing, or spring is like summer here? the wind smells good to me, and sod does water evaporating, but who can smell water? aye i say, because i can smell anything a mile away.
theres a cat that comes to visit everyday, and i think my entire family is thriving on the fact that something may indeed need us. we are all so cold and unlikey and i almost feel like perfect strangers. i am more open in a confessional booth with a priest than with my own mother and she too with my father.
i anticipate all these seasons, but not for the change, except the change in weather. i wonder what its like to live in beliz, where its always warm and sunny. or marrakech, to hide in stone houses. i wonder what their attitudes on life are.

yeah cheers, thanks.