If I wrote about what I wanted to write about today... i don't know how you'd all feel. So i'll refrain, but if ur at all interested, call me and i'll share, granted i trust u enough :)
I feel amazing today. Just plump with joy. Busting at the seams u could say. I feel like i could find inspiration in a toothpick with little or no effort. Just LIBERATED FREE AND BLESSED!I've never felt this high before, 20/20 vision, airy.. man i could really go on for ever.
I feel so good that I really can' t stand to sit here much longer because being sedentary really doesnt coincide with my joy... i'm going to go talk to random ppl in the office.
love. always.
Fritsle :)
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Monday, October 1, 2007
Hidden Track
A hidden track is like summer through the eyes of an eight year old.
Like eating ice cream from the bottom of the cone
And when you feel like you've made that airy blue heat your home, your comfort zone
A lemon surpise springs and leaves a satisfying sting in your eyes.
The sweet citrus redolence lingers , settles and
makes my happy a little more happy, my curles a little more nappy and my hip swaying, finger snappin tenor just a pinch more raspy
and I am glad, that the artist blessed me
and left me
with a b r e a k
d
o
w
n in my beat
I am Glad,
Glad that the artist had my back.
and left me
with a hidden track.
Like eating ice cream from the bottom of the cone
And when you feel like you've made that airy blue heat your home, your comfort zone
A lemon surpise springs and leaves a satisfying sting in your eyes.
The sweet citrus redolence lingers , settles and
makes my happy a little more happy, my curles a little more nappy and my hip swaying, finger snappin tenor just a pinch more raspy
and I am glad, that the artist blessed me
and left me
with a b r e a k
d
o
w
n in my beat
I am Glad,
Glad that the artist had my back.
and left me
with a hidden track.
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