Volunteered to sell tshirts at the Shepard Fairey block party. Mr. Fairey himself was the dj. I did a whole bunch of dancin and then headed to neons for some bacce ball!
My head drifts, connecting dots on the ceiling with stars. Counting hair follicles and fancy shoe collections. I sigh heavily and suck in. Holding the breath through to a new age. Expecting a change in molecules, but I'm here. Again and still and forever. Floating unfinished.
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