Well said, self.

view from backyard of best friend Mary's lake house. This summer has been so magical.

My cherished, tattered notebook of thoughts, lists, and the occasional be-scribbled poem, inspired me today.

yeah, it's a little narcissistic to inspire myself, I realize.
but still.

It was the last line of this:
Freedom List (LIBERATING TO-DOS)
travel. everywhere.
backpack (travel on meager means. everywhere.)
SCUBA.
skydive.
elope.
become completely financially independent.
motorcycle.
caravan .
sail around the world.
rock climb (real rocks).
live in the city.
live in the boonies.
and here it is:
*get lost in the lustre of existence*

my own profundity astounds me sometimes. (Note the use of the "re" ending. Very European.)
ummm I really hope I didn't read that phrase somewhere.

How should I go about doing that?

love. banana.

To Do

start a bluegrass band

learn to paint

live in a high-rise apartment that I might hang my laundry across an alleyway [take a looksie]

Find a more enduring life plan

plant my lavender seeds

dream dream dream about my future in jerusalem

Get home from work. choco banana smoothie. book. grass. shade. cuddly baby puppy.

What do you wanna do?

love and things,

banana <3