Tuesday, January 26, 2010

commencing composition

If ever I begin to forget how spectacular this life is...
When I wrongly decide that any sort of lovely experience this world has to offer costs too much money, prohibiting my participation...
Or that freedom is an utter fantasy...
I find a spot of sun and flip my hair about.

I remember; my mind is a cupboard and I stock the shelves.

Then. I commence the composition of a new "live list."


My list is coming soon.

1 comment:

Brieanna said...

Somedays, I would have to flip my hair so many times, I'd get whiplash.