tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915913139481982393.post3621809967002661377..comments2010-12-02T13:59:52.207-06:00Comments on Salty in Retrospect: nov 10T-bonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02826833304686146435noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915913139481982393.post-83221960854823219072010-11-12T05:45:42.341-06:002010-11-12T05:45:42.341-06:00Shitpile
I love a good shitpile.
Flowcharts and s...Shitpile<br /><br />I love a good shitpile.<br />Flowcharts and sinking houses,<br />lunch with Phyllis--all covered<br />in cat hair. I love decisions between<br />nuts and M&M's, between buying<br />a new car or just sending a letter.<br />When a gallon of lemonade costs<br />four dollars, you don't need<br />to stop loving yourself. It's always a choice,<br />the space you make, the noise<br />in between. After all, it's only a trip<br />to Wawa, which means the same thing<br />when you say it in Spanish, and you can<br />hate yourself on the way there<br />for what you are not doing or just put<br />your shoulders down and take it--<br />one lovely breath at a time.T-bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02826833304686146435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915913139481982393.post-63095063191822171912010-11-10T12:56:29.555-06:002010-11-10T12:56:29.555-06:00here is the question: how much can we say about lo...here is the question: how much can we say about love in the 6 minutes between now and our afternoon meeting? can we choose a color for it? would it be wrong to suggest pink?<br />Would it be wrong to tell you that I never loved your feet? your nose, yes, your ears, yes. but never your feet. though I do love that they are the base of you, they hold the rest of you up, so they get an adoration pass all the same.Beverly Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17935513725275900031noreply@blogger.com