drquixotic

Its a beautiful night and I am up laughing at my own nocturnal tendencies. I took a drive with the sun roof open and all the windows down thinking the crisp, night air illuminated by a bright, three-quarter moon would calm my restless mind and induce sleep. Instead I became invigorated. I sipped on a coke flavored icee and looked at the stars like a little kid. I found the big dipper, orion's belt and the north star.
Inevitably I returned home more awake than before. Seeking sympathetic solstice i am inexorably drawn to the world of suicide girls. Tonight I am bedazzled by a beauty in striped socks and a large navy sweater. Shine is stunning in her set. Long dark hair with large green eyes. Breathtaking smile, long, lean, clean. From her pierced septum to the diamond just above her exposed labia. She is another reason why I won't be asleep anytime soon. When I do finally find slumber, I hope my dreams have a certain "shine" as well

"My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them." -J. Kerouac