by dawnd | Sep 3, 2006 | Personal
Where the hell am I and what am I doing? I’m a little wonky and my sleep patterns all ruined. I have so much on my mind, and none of it’s fluid. I can’t find my keys, my room is a mess, I have to do my laundry before I can get dressed… this...
by dawnd | Aug 3, 2006 | Personal
I don’t feel like I am leaving yet, although, this morning I cried for the internet, here I hug everyone with balls on their heads saying “goodbye, I guess this is the end”. as I think about it I know I pretend, to see a thousand different lives...
by dawnd | May 15, 2006 | Personal
Wheels turn. I dodge the little dogs in my path, riding no hands, but I am feeling free. Two stage balls are in my back pack and four acrylics. The sunshine and seaside wake me up, and the ride gets my blood flowing. I fight my dress as it exposes too much, it...
by dawnd | Jan 9, 2006 | Personal
I’ve been waiting for months, in anticipation, dreaming of this wild ride. It has been so long now that I had forgotten what it felt like, the memories have faded and I can’t feel it or smell it, and barely can see it in my mind. I feel so awkward and...
by dawnd | Nov 6, 2005 | Personal
Runs through my apartment daily…The phone will ring of the hook, There is a parade, or protest twice a week taking over the streets in front, Artists, crystal lovers, Taoists, jugglers, writers, singers philosophers, staff spinning, hooping, and all sorts of...
by dawnd | Oct 15, 2005 | Personal
Look into the crystal balls and see what you see, It is the future, everything, all, including you and me. Would you make a judgement call, and change what is to be? Aye, but that’s where one would fall, don’t trap yourselves’ the key, Fear, slowly...
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