binkymcqueen

I started my morning with the usual suspects of French press coffee, a clove on the troll stoop, and april showers that bring those May flowers. I zipped up my flesh and danced around the hallway until the feet connected with our stairs, proceding like a mythological creature into the belly of this house. Shrieks and howls of morning dog love cascaded across the quiet grains of wood compromising the floor at my feet....Saturday, my secret love affair, my favorite day of the week-I think about you often making half hearted promises to the other days of the week--to just speed along...move with me like a wave so that I may rest this blue collar gig down for a day and love my family...be with my Bella, on the couch-laughing at these fools fading in and out of disposable stardom because humans have nothing better to do then to fuck stars rather then explore them....but its all fun and games on Saturday....So I walked to the corner Bakery known for the Canolli excellence bar none-buying me and my bella one of each....for the other days of the week we spend working for other peoples dreams and desires.....
May 27-and our Sebastian will be here among us-outside his womb....I think of nothing but you joining the three of us for our favorite day.....