This is my favorite picture that I've taken of Rosemary and Dylan.
This morning I took posters off telephone trunks and thought about being weak on my walk home in the rain from Anna's, the train stopped me, a man leaned up on a beam next to me while the wheels screeched and we talked about Afghanistan, recited Shel Silverstein, he hugged me, it wasn't scary.
Yesterday, on the same route, on the same train tracks on a bike ride home I heard a baby crying, shrieking, shrill by the creek and I parked my bike, hopped off and climbed down the rocks to find it, there was heavy metal playing in a house, then the Butthole Surfers, the baby stopped crying and I kept looking. Behind a tree I found an old 1900's pram, empty, empty, standing in a stagnate swamp with no noise and it was empty.
"Goodness, ohhh goodness!"
I ran ran ran ran.
Julia and Sasha saw Grizzly man with me last night, I'm glad I didn't go alone like I usually prefer to, it was girl's night with the Sashas, Rosemary, Anna, Julia, and Ariel minus the wine but not minus the whine and we spray painted sasha's shoes gold, we walked to Magnolia, we pissed in the bushes, "Talk to me when you aren't a virgin" she said, I screamed at Ariel, she kissed me on the shoulder this morning.
Today is sad but today is reflective.
I want to ask everyone I know to reflect today.
We all grow so much in just a matter of months.