la apaciguadora

sailor suit dress uniforms have no right to exist. really they don't. i am wearing a skirt, for god's sake. sigh.

am looking forward to:
seeing lo and other people
good food
having money for the first time in forever

am not looking forward to:
mom and kit on thanksgiving
coming back to school

you've got me spinning round and round, turning upside down...where is my mind...two little girls grown out of their training bras...i'm not the sort of person who falls in and quickly out of love...i have a lover who loves me...i'm gonna do my best swan dive into shark infested waters...i don't care if they eat me alive i've got better things to do than survive...i've got a vision of sky and dry land...i wish it would rain...i am walking out in the rain...i've got no illusions about you...guess what i never did...i guess their lives are much like mine...by the shape of your shaved head i recognised your silhouette...dancing with myself...the world's a mess and you're my only cure...the only words i know are more more and more...i am lying on the floor four stories high in the corridor between the ashalt and the sky...

my head is a mess of song lyrics swirling and mixing and coming out slightly changed, somehow new, all applicable.

i wish i could fly.