kloiterra

supposed to have gone to emporia with my mother yesterday, but being that it was still raining and had been raining for the five days prior, we decided that it would be better to wait till next week to make the 80 minute trek and search for a place for me to relocate.
instead, i took her to the westport area where we perused the kemper art museum and ate there at the cafe sebastienne, my favorite place in the city. afterwards we went to the westport coffee shop and had lattes.
less than a month left here in this part of my life. my last day of work is friday the 27th, then a big going away party at elrod's house, which will showcase the last kloiterra show in this region.
strapped to the wheel and riding toward the vague
eyes clenched tightly, yet all seeing.
every day i wake up to a brand new world
with even more things than yesterday
that exist only in stories
i've done nothing as my eyes break open,
left with only a base of knowledge
and a novel called memory.
ride on