learning to fly

and here comes the sun…

up for one more day.. see where it takes me. prolly wake up around 4 or 5… eat shower and get dressed in about an hours’ time.. call around to some friends and kick the day off the way we usually go about doing it.

magic 8 ball says “outlook not so good”
yeah well, fuck it.

you gotta take shit as it comes. deal with it as it goes. shit man, life is way too fuckin short to lay around and dwell on the things that were.. you only get one chance day in and out..

i dunno. maybe i’ve had it so good for so long i dont see the bleakness behind it all. i took that one faithful trip that sent my perfect world askew-and ever since i’ve viewed shit in a different light. shit is what you make it i guess, and i wanna make it a day worth getting out of this bed for..

little “for your info”…as you were gentlemen…as you were..
peace, love, and all that is good
Liz

ps
i am still livin’ with your ghost..
lonely and dreamin’ of the west coast…