Something smart here

Insert a witty comment about an observation and how you can relate to it, you really can. Or, I can. Fuck, whose blog is this…. Ok, fine.

Thinking (pretending?) I’m someone people ‘want to read’ or hear from.  My opinion, my thoughts.  Look at what I made!  But sure as fuck don’t copy it or attempt to resell it. Fucker. See? She’s cuses a lot, that’s why we don’t invite her.

But, what the hell, why the hell, not?  I wonder how long I can keep up speek in text going?  I think perhaps until I…….

Whooooo! That was close. I almost blew my brains out. No, really peoples speech impediments are fine and all, but I’m, allergic, to them. It’s like hives, but oozy? Yeah, that bad. So, it’s best for both of us if I just quit.

The bathe ritual 

Sinking slowly into the velvety warm water from the sea. Initial exhilaration is quickly mused by paranoia, doubt. Not sure if it was safe to venture into the ocean. Knowing it was absolutely necessary. 

The warmth caresses as a geyser left of steam, the drops tickle on the toe. Cold water excites, the warmth soothes and consoles.  Wondering, pondering, discovering, seeing; that’s what this place is for. It comes from within only. It’s drawn out easily.  But never without the reminder of yesterday.