…i now have a new distraction, called instagram. try finding skinnypop. but it might be too skinny for you to find.
i haven’t planted my own crops before..but of late i have been busy growing a mushroom head,a cracked lip and some eyebags so i guess i can manage that..
then i cut it away after a month. and somehow the bags packed up and left me and the cracked lip is mended. perhaps i imagined all this in my mushroom ‘do and they all dispersed when i chopped it off.
i wore a jumpsuit to work today.it was intricately made with a nice silky material that hung loosely on me,like those of a kungfu outfit. i feel large and stretched,yet inside this outfit is a very small displaced me. a me that might sprout an antenna for a signal. me holding on to a balloon so i know i’m not alone.
yes i am here,still.been busy keepin deadlines in a place called office,dreaming of unfinished dreams, fufilling an overdued trip,discovering an icecream buffet outlet. and losing a favorite mug. my calender in the room is still dated august,which was also the last time i posted something here. seems like time has stopped. yes i am here,still.