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May. 31st, 2006 11:23 ami could focus on the searing pain in my forearm, on the oodles of work (yes i said oodles) i have to catch up on. or i could focus on the fact that - i have so many amazing people to love in my life. i am listening to a hot shit mix cd gordonzola made, i can remember what hot wild grass smelled like from when i was driving through the central valley yesterday, i know what it feels like to laugh until my stomach hurts, i have just enough money to pay my bills and get tattooed on thursday - so what if there isn't much left over for groceries, i know that if i needed to i could take another day off because i still have sick time, i know that i have critters that love me and the cats missed me while i was gone, and i know that i brought home geranium scented dish soap.
now, all i need is to go lie on some grass and have a picnic. you know how it is, when you lay on the grass and it's dry, but not totally dry so it's like the dirt underneath the grass is holding a secret kiss that you sense, but aren't sure of until you stand up to leave. cartwheels and swingsets and barbequing and sunscreen and the way that sand and dirt and grass stains stick to skin when it's sweaty and smiles and laughs come easier and the world looks a little bleached out and over bright from eyes burned by hours of sunlight.
now, all i need is to go lie on some grass and have a picnic. you know how it is, when you lay on the grass and it's dry, but not totally dry so it's like the dirt underneath the grass is holding a secret kiss that you sense, but aren't sure of until you stand up to leave. cartwheels and swingsets and barbequing and sunscreen and the way that sand and dirt and grass stains stick to skin when it's sweaty and smiles and laughs come easier and the world looks a little bleached out and over bright from eyes burned by hours of sunlight.
