benni

you know, ive gotta tell you... sometimes im a hard act to follow. ive been staring at this screen for some three odd hours, my fingertips hovering just over the keys, completely aware that i have absolutely no idea what i need to say.

not necessarily sure i know what i want to say either, for that matter.

there was a moment tonight where millions of pieces of red and white were bursting upwards from everywhere, and then they were falling and they were in my hair and on my hands and piled at my feet, and i made a conscious decision to live in a snow globe when i grew up...

you could shake me to keep my happy instead of shaking me to chase away my dreams.

i miss you.

im lightheaded from lack of sleep, but im afraid to find my bed... its too soon, and i think last nights dreams are still under my pillow waiting for me...

i dont want them. not yet. maybe just a couple more hours. what should we do until then?

what to do until then...

what to do...

i think this should have everything to do with a slice of pie. and i just so happen to have one left. youre going down, pie...

dont let that mad face fool you; im actually quite in love with that pie.

i wanted to thank all you well wishers... even in my absence, i got more birthday wishes and kind words then ill ever deserve in my life...

i never question why i love this place.

my own little slice of snow globe heaven... and pie... and... pie...

please excuse me. i must eat him.