through the long story of text message, we have spots of poetry.
yesterday 15:54.
"I got lost in the trees.
it was green and infinite in there.
I met a woman and her dog, Lynda and chipper,
she a fabric forming artist, he a golden retriever.
they showed me a path.
she was tired.
I met a german man in his yard.
johann.
he was carrying a ladder and let me use his driveway to find my way home.
I still feel lost, its a soft high."
it's been nice sharing with you, friend.