It's my last year of college and I've finally put on my kiddy boots, ready to make believe and go onward to, past-my-bedtime adventures. Upon this subtle and late revelation, I realized I like acting a fool. (Yes on Prop Ludacris) There's something about new shoes that don't sit with me well or walk, so I tend to drag them into dirt and spider family homes. In honor of new friends and old ones who bring fresh ta death perspectives on L i f e, I am thankful for the never failing concept of time, and courage to kill SFH (spider family homes).
Though it gets dark earlier and I never know what day it is, it is faithful and will return again. & Since the rapture didn't come, my motto is so far more successful than my registration for upper division classes. Which by the way, how the hail did I get this far so fast?...
...point Loma in case, the best play is after work. I like feeling like I deserve dirty sneakers and damp pants from the dew, or a friends water ridden fountain soaked body. Either way, I'm glad I don't have a curfew.
I am also glad for cold heartfelt weather.
I am glad for new free ID cards.
I am glad that I can hop a fence with more confidence than Obama.
I am glad that my mom and I are bffs.
& I am glad for a fun and faithful God.
p.s. here's some uncanny eye canny.
Raising the roof always,
T. Le (Tiger Lily)
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