paper aeroplane

This my excavation and today is Kumran
Everything that happens is from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed

This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization

It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away

Your love will be

Safe with me

My friend Tori once said, "Constantly about boys makes you stupid". This is funny because it pretty much means I am sometimes totally loopy, over-hill-and-far-away retarded.

Sometimes when I get used to the idea of being completely free, I almost feel a bit empty. This is not because women need men to complete them (or other women for that matter) but because being able to find someone you like, love or obsess over is pretty special.

Tonight felt like one of those nights which was going to be average but about a million things happened which made it special, even if it's only fleeting.

I avoided the past, felt really happy that other people I had in the past (this makes me sound conceited I realise but that's okay. It's not like I'm some mad ho who gets all the guys. Not that there's anything wrong with that kind of lifestyle) were or had already moved on, and found out someone I didn't think I would have a chance with was interested. One of my friends ended up hurting her foot, so five of us girls found a trolley and pushed her home. Screaming, laughing and talking like Kath & Kim the entire time. It was so fun and it made me realise how much these girls mean to me.

At the moment, I feel like I just want to fall asleep to the song "Mango Tree" by Angus & Julia Stone. Even if this moment doesn't last forever, because I bet as sure as sheep, something will happen tomorrow that will change it, I just want to savour it.

I'm not going to add anymore pictures to this post because I just want the words to settle around me and not cheapen them with flickr images. Nor am I going to write any hopes down. Just let it happen.