A picking of the light-bending, spongy halo that surrounds and protects my brain, mostly just fluff, but occasionally containing something useful. Like a pick or a crayon. Or a remote control.
posted by SamSam at 10:09 PM
I am so content to live every small joy like it shatters the world. The original cowboy killer. Gin Martinis at a really tall bar. The way new lipstick glides across soft lips. Rubbing down with baby oil after a shower and walking around for a day smelling and feelling like infant. Sunshine, shade and shades. making a tiny amount of money, but calling myself a designer...Gin Martinis, twice over. Dirty.
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