anchor.

pull up your anchor.
let your mind sail with the cool breeze.

summer sand dancing underneath our feet.

i dream underneath my soft haze of paisley.

you are so pretty. pretty as a daisy.

"really?"

really.

as soon as it gets warm.. me brian michelle and bill

are planning on going hiking for a few days straight.

bill & i came up with the grand idea of a no tent rule.

we'll be building our own shelter!

i get wait to get constructive

and messy with some great people.

bill is a very inspiring individual,

he made this awesome bench.

outta nowhere at last years beltane (maypole).

and i was talking to him today about it.

and i asked him if he could teach me to make a bench.

and his reply to this was

"there's nothing to teach :) we are all born with the knowledge.

you know, instinct. you just need to let yourself do it."

and after he said this huge smile spread across my face.

he's abesolutely right! and im even more excited now.

i have some ideas how im gunna make my shelter & bench.

its 636 am, whyyy do i always end up staying up late writing?

cant i ever write a poem or journal entry in the day time? haha.

i swear when im supposed to be sleeping

thats when my brain is thinking the most!

last night i had to tell myself in my head to stop thinking

about moving to a new house. and told myself

that i had plenty of time in

the day to think of it.

then came thoughts of dads surgery..

he's looking better

but im holding my breath for the results of the tests.

cancer.

will that word become part of my mental vocabulary?

i surely hope not.

i really hope the school loan works out

so i can finally get a car and a second job.

i was thinking of willowglen. i really do like helping people.

thatd be a good place to start.

and their overnight shifts are time & a half!

i could write poems a ton of peoms all night. haha.

and two years from now if i wanna move

to florida for a university then i have the choice to do so.

damnit. i should sleep. i must say its nice to just vent typing.

but seriously.. about to be 7 am.. yeahhh. laytor gaytor.