Goodbye Ink and Paper Vingt Sept

This is how I am feeling. Not just the picture, silly.

Lana Turner has collapsed!

I was trotting along and suddenly

it started raining and snowing

and you said it was hailing

but hailing hits you on the head

hard so it was really snowing and

raining and I was in such a hurry

to meet you but the traffic

was acting exactly like the sky

and suddenly I see a headline
LANA TURNER HAS COLLAPSED!

there is no snow in Hollywood

there is no rain in California

I have been to lots of parties

and acted perfectly disgraceful

but I never actually collapsed

oh Lana Turner we love you get up

by Frank O'Hara

Heat, like a dead weight
Still coverin' the street outside
So heavy that the dogs can't hide
In the hot, hot rays
Out on the sidewalk
It's a river where the children go
Out enjoying the arctic show
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot rays I get old
I could never know what the dead man sees
I could never know what the deaf man hears
Or know what the dead man fears
Even if you were incomplete
Brother let it go
And I'll find my way
If you want to know indian summer
I will make it back here to you somehow
What have you ever thought
Underneath the fire
Do my best to keep the heat at bay
Maybe that would make you want to stay
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot, hot rays
In the hot, hot rays .
by Fleet Foxes ( I really like them, I really really like them)


I went shopping today. I bought florals. That means I am happy. I counted and the last twenty two articles of clothing I had bought prior to today were either black, dovegray, or beige solids.

I have a hunch that some good things may be happening, I haven't made up my mind yet though... The decision is mine. Which makes it all the more daunting.