i'm not sitting lightly these days. my hands are tired from constructing sorry sentences. i.m just counting the days..and not in a good way. counting down til i'll miss you. my dream, my water, my son, my daughter.

i'm just planning trips to magic mountain and disneyland the way a five year old would. i'm hoping that taking pictures with snow white & cinderella will put things into small, white boxes. i'm hoping that riding fast & beating gravity will shake this fear right out of me because i cant dream of being disconnected. i cant see straight thru wires. i.ll need to touch my head to your chin before bed & i dont want it to stop.

NO SADNESS
NO SORROW
PEACE IN THE VALLEY FOR ME