So one boss-ass thing that the Salina Library has is storyline… You just call the number and this recording tells you a story. I think that I have called is around 3,943 times in my life. IT’S SOOOOOOOOOOO COOL. Give it a try!
Bob Dylan lyrics that have been stuck in my head from the song Buckets of rain:
Like your smile
And your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips.
I like the cool way you look at me,
Everything about you is bringing me Misery.
I feel like I have been staring into the sky less often lately… Tonight I tried to change that. It was really nice… The stars seemed to remember me and welcome me back into their world.
I was happy to be there.
Sometime lack of sleep is beauty.
I am starting to get really sick of being so fucking cryptic on this damn blog… Anyone care if I start “laying it out” like I used to? I would like to know if you can handle it?