I went into the bar and the rain stopped; I left and it started. But the air is warm and this is how this night is supposed to be. On my way home I saw lightning. Then I found a little table parked on a curb. It will be just right next to the bed. It has wheels so I pushed it on home in the rain. Once again, I went inside and the rain stopped. After I get my things ready for the work week, I’ll pray in the dark garden in the wet grass, then I know I will sleep so well. Goodnight all xox
not even kidding a little bit: the dishwasher at wolf bar just tried to flirt w/me & offered to buy me a glass of wine & I smiled & leaned over the counter & said I don’t drink wine unless it’s the blood of our Lord & Savior Jesus Christ
yes the sky tore open and I’m getting soaked and it’s good
all the dogs in the neighborhood just started barking and howling at a distant siren while thunder rumbled even closer, the wind is picking up & I think I feel some mess of writing coming on
a cold wind? a darkening sky? a rumble of thunder in the distance? what better time than now to buckle these sandals and stroll the unpaved alley to the wolf bar?
my selfie game, apparently, is to appear drunk, exhausted, and suicidal at all times even when I am the exact opposite of all three -___-
How far would you go on a first date;)