distinct bLur

March 23rd, 2006

filled with ecstatic gLee as i see myseLf trying to crawL my way up again. things are the usuaL way they are yet i’m glad to see my eyes sting and cLoud up because of the earthbound things. so aLive to feel the swoLLen, white mark on my left pointer finger (got burnt by the nasty curLing iron rod), and seeing the dark transition scars on my face… eeww! i looked like a mess. an anemic femaLe

licked my teeth, Keebler’s fudge still lingered on them.

things came back so naturaLLy. some good oLd motown music (mr. & mrs. jones) in the background. signaLed me that i am to anticipate the days that are yet to come. want to reach for the golden lights.