to hang out in the dark close to the stars.

I have a day off to hang out with my azyah. we went to the park already, she rode her bike around the big pool at Eden park. in the mornings, this park is the best, the flowers are just waking up and the bugs are still sleepy. three ducks were having breakfast and we saw a bunch of squirrels running up the trees. the storm last night knocked down a bunch of trees, and the drive through mount adams was slow in parts. lots of city workers out cleaning up all the fallen limbs. azyah says the trees are hurt from the wind, but i told her that it makes it so the trees can grow even better when it gets warmer out again.

right now she is downstairs terrorizing the cat as usual, but he doesn't seem to mind. well, he doesn't seem to mind about anything, unless his food dish is empty. that is the only time he will make any noise. frankyl shoozie wickets, i still can't get over the name she gave him. it makes me want to be four again. if only there were something i could do to make my imagination visit those spots again... i will think about this today if i remember to. :)

stayed up the other night writing, and i was originally doing this to try to help my head get back to normal, but really, what is normal anyway? and why try to go back, shouldn't we always be going forward? or at least further, my mind pictures further as a progression/improvement, while forward pictures a linear line.

i can't stop smiling. i don't have a job, i might take a road trip, azyah is being cute, my breakfast was awesome, the coffee was great, the weather is pleasant. been hanging round good vibes these last few days. swisher sweets cigarillos box full of coins and goodies. new clothes and shoes. lovely flowers at the park with explanations to azyah about how flowers and trees drop seeds in the fall, hence, the name, 'fall.'

fall is a time of everything falling into place, or at least, everything falling into place that needs to be doing so. i always go camping and this seems to help matters along as well, trees are full of knowledge if we only just let our ears hear... trees and vines mirror lovely patterns echoed with the stars. to be still and connected and quiet. to hang out in the dark close to the stars.