gloriously sunny days are my undoing.
but then again so are foggy, rainy or overcast ones.
i should just forget "doing" in general :)

i put my hand in a cow yesterday. actually, not just my hand. my whole godamn arm. it was warm. and the cow didn't mind. i collected rumen fluid samples. it was fun.

decisions, decisions. light up another cigarette and keep rolling. this is how we do, in these times of fast cars and faster food. i do somersaults and cartwheels in the green green green grass just because i can. i try not to notice the enormous used car sales lots or neon signs. i won't worry about who i am or where i'm going because i am who i am and i be where i be. though oftentimes i wish i could be elsewhere. but since i'm here, i might as well enjoy it. i like to celebrate with pencil and paper, it's delicious - graphite smearing off onto paper, uncontrollably, exhilaratingly. it's in the motion, it's in the result, it's in the feeling. it's the creating, it's the instigating, it's the being.
yesterday, as he watched the eagle soar above us, he sighed what we've all heard many times before - i wish i could fly. yes, don't we all. but

let's make the birds envious, shall we?