i would like my li8fe to look like a big garden with a big fields on the sides - with rolling hills and with a big old jerky sun in the corner smiling wildly- with a big nose and kindly eyes and those big old rays pouring down all across everything in sight - - and lots of light and people who laugh alot and get my sense of humour and don't take themselves seriously- starring me and a tray of new cookies and a few friends/neices/kids to eat them with - of course cold milk- and tight jeans that still look good despite the cookies- ta da... oh yeah- lots of paints & fabric and a giant freiendly wooden table to work on thati don't care if gets paint everywhere - and every room has at least one big window- perferrably ;more - - and shells & stones & things to glue everywhere - ta da...
i'm sick of serioyus - if i could win a lottery or find some job that actually paid enough to live on- i'd be good.
I am looking forward to school year beginning again- for some reason (delusional???) i think i can conquer this subst6ituting thing and actually get those little varmits to listen up - wierdly challenging. (instead of what it probably should be- scary for sure). idk-
strange isn't it the paths we head down that take us soemwhere we never thought we'd go or be or even want to be???
