spring is getting to me.
i love mid-afternoon thunderstorms that remind me of summer in wyoming.
i love waking up in the middle of the night and wanting to pray for people that i care about.
i love cats that ignore me completely.
i love travelers, and i love going to the airport and looking at travelers.
i love remembering.
i love how the air seems to be alive these days, electric with the posibilities between us.
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When I was in China we had giant thunderstorms in the Spring. The first one, I'd put on my trunks and stand in the wind and the rain, freezing.
He's trying to make you think he's tough...Tell him you'll have none of that!
Someone seems HOPEFULLY!
seems to be an extra skip in your hop these days!
i hate wyoming in the afternoon.
i hate waking up in the middle of the night.
i hate ignorant cats.
i hate when people look at me while i'm travelling thru the airport.
i hate... i don't remember what I was going to say.
i hate the air and electricity.
Is the air really alive? If it was, wouldn't that terribly scary? I don't want anything living in my lungs other than me.
"Apparently American air isn't good for an Indian."
-American Air, Abe Figeroa & Krispin Mayfield
there are always things living in your lungs other than you.
Really? That frightens me. Welcome back hypochondria...
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