I am not constrained by your definition of me.
I am defined by my own limitless imagination.
I have magic in my blood and music on my skin.
I dance to the rhythms of the wind under billions of pinpoint stars.
My truth is divinely written as I journey in this body made of stardust and light.
-gws
It's a California Christmas
Where it's 70 degrees
And the palm trees are a swayin'
In the California breeze
The desert winds are blowin'
And the state is burning down
But we take some comfort knowin'
Santa's still comin' to town
The mountain tops are barren
Of familiar Sierra snow
'Cause climate change is ragin'
Changin' the world we know
So on this Cali Christmas
Hold your loved ones tight
Remember what's important
As you live your Cali life
The fog is ever faithful
The sequoias still stand tall
On this California Christmas
Prayin' "Bless us one and all."
gws
Self: Why are you doing this?
Me: What do you mean? Doing what?
Self: Really? You are not THAT oblivious.
Me: Stop being bitchy, and just say what you mean.
Self: Why are you putting up with this bull shit? Why are you allowing someone else to place their misery on you?
Me: I don’t know.
Self: How can you possibly not know?
Me: Look. This was not what I thought I was signing up for. This was not how I expected to be living. THIS is not what I wanted.
Self: Yeah. So what are you going to do about it?
Me: I don’t know.
Self: Well you better figure it the fuck out, because I’m sick of the shit you put up with.
Me: So am I
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
