lizardine

condensed heat has been sending all skin into a dribbling sticky ecstatic frenzy and it takes every resource the body has to stand, to think-communicate? we've been doing quite Well i would say but it's all a bit precarious, gills fluttering in the wind, at least we're getting enough oxygen. Money is really rather tragic, especially our lack of it, and especially, Especially, this prospect of the future wherein we fight the elements every day (this heat, the subsequent cold, our lack of directed parenting (haha, not true)) only to sell this packaged commodity of ourselves.
but it's alright because there ain't nothing else to do and i'm rather attached to this world and its frivolity.
at the base of it each moment seems to be rather pleasant, or at least every other moment, and this time to be entirely fascinated by my dreams is more than i'd ever hoped for.
-adrienne