I need therapy.

Things that make me happy:

1. Pumpkin
2. Autumn
3. Phil
4. Iggy
5. New clothes
6. Haunted houses
7. Pineapple
8. Family
9. Farms
10. Hugs
11. Kisses
12. Bubble baths
13. Chocolate

Popcorn and Pumpkin Ale

Quiet streets here.

Me and the dog, gettin' on jus' fine.

Sharing popcorn on the couch. And beers.

I'm waiting for autumn to sing

"I'm here!" and wrap me in her crisp,

leafy arms.

We'll keep swirling and swirling.

It's not fun when you realize you only have a year to grow up.

Until then, I'll keep sipping cappucinos, waiting for seasons to come 'round.

(It's tough that I'm far from campus. That I'm not involved in things. That Phil's schedule doesn't match mine. Feeling alone...)

It's pretty easy to get a non-paying position in an art gallery. Funny how that is.

I wish I wasn't so bitter.

Today is the first day that family ever became confusing to me.

Home means something new.

One hundred paces

I woke upon a vessel.

A large ship on the harbor-

Sailing slowly until the sun burnt out.

The smell of clove cigarettes drove me

to lie a little longer beside this man.

Dazed whistling filled my ears.

We rolled on deck

and out to sea,

only after tying knots around our feet.

(They would drag us under the ocean and sharks would nip at our wriggling hands.)