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female lacrosse player

adapted for/featured in book #34

A female lacrosse player gave me a high-five. It's difficult to see or hear her because of the compression settings I use in my brain omits a lot of information. I don't know if information is the right word here. But It's good that it happened today, on DAY 1. Now I just need to get dead in the streets. If I want to run 5,000 miles over the next 666 days, I need to average 7.5 miles a day. Maybe my legs will fall off. I'm sick of not doing what I want to.
DAY 2
Tonight I thought I had something to say. I saw a little red heart lit up in a window. I asked Siri if New Jersey black bears hibernate. She didn't know the answer. But a lady told me that the bears fall into a deep, yet not unbreakable slumber. She said they can be startled awake, and that she wouldn't want to be the one who does it. The lady's name is Linda. I agree with Linda. Every once in a while I will lock eyes with a deer off in the woods and these green, terrible, unmoving eyeballs are all I see. I am consumed with a terror.
DAY 3
This is an international artist demonstration. I am demonstrating control and generosity. All the while shivering inside, dreaming of setting all of my own artwork on fire. I’m not a huge fan of the divine. And now that I can only do handstands and not walk, I am sick of using my hands and looking at the things I made with my hands.