Tuesday joy

This is when I am happy: when what I do conveys who I am, epitomizes me even; when I am doing the sort of thing I do when I am brave and joyous and certain; when I am exactly who I want to be and living just the way that I am meant, essence-outward, to live.

Her? Yes, that one — the girl walking the line of roofs with a dead flower in her hair, fedora between her teeth as she climbs a fence, candy bracelet and cut-up fingers, eating a cupcake perched outside the library like the stone lion that never came, knees pulled up on the subway, scribbling away as worlds whirl by.

I pass my barefoot verdict on life:
whelming, with not an over or under in sight.


Q 4/13/2009 11:24 AM  

*big smiles*

Cassandra 4/13/2009 11:30 AM  

Luuuuuurve. :)

Summermoon 4/13/2009 3:51 PM  


You have very nice feet.


Maya 4/13/2009 6:54 PM  

Gorgeous post.

odessa 4/13/2009 11:08 PM  

beautiful! i really love your stream-of-consciousness writing. it's so you. or rather, what i perceive about you :)

Beth Kephart 4/14/2009 2:58 AM  

I'll give you thoughtified if I can have whelming.

Sonia. 4/14/2009 5:30 AM  

I love the way you finished this post- so beautiful!

Franco 4/14/2009 7:34 AM  

this does seem very stream of consciousness, like it very much, as I was reading it the image played in my head. very cool

Erin 4/14/2009 8:31 AM  

I heart you.

mixedblessings89 4/14/2009 10:29 AM  


Loved it.

mixedblessings89 4/14/2009 10:31 AM  

You've been blogrolled.

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