rexx

listening to: baths
reading: walt whitman
feeling: vivacious
full of: spicy noodles
looking at: empty wild turkey bottle
smelling: nag champa
thinking about: bubbles in day-old water glasses. quitting jobs. hitting. (the road. and a J.) alone-osity. mind peace. no need for explanations. ever. a coastal hike for days. live rock and roll. sex. thirst..




"quench" - satiate. overcome.

"buoyant" - able to float.



even toilet paper in the streets feels different on monday morning.
and then come the sirens. and my bus.




"...behavior lawless as snowflakes, words simple as grass.." (w.w.)
( the friendly and flowing savage)



hmm..

hi

just rexxaroohoo here, stopping in to be wierd.

hope your week is off to a good start my love peppers. whatever a week means. its all flowing and flowing. fuck these jagged time frames sometimes.

can i get a virtual high five and/or whiskey shot from my steelers fans? SUPERBOWL BABY!

ciao/miao.



<3 Rexxy