No, not the blue line stop.
Nay, this weekend I traveled down the fucking Rabbit Hole of the Space and Time Continuum, where time is actually non-linear, and it's almost impossible to leave.
What to do in such a place?
Drink. A lot. And frolic freely by the ocean, playing with old and new friends, including a seagull and a couple little yip-yap dogs. And some bunnies, crabs and townies.
This is my life. Day-tripping to non-existent places in the Universe, warping and teleporting to the unsearchable recess of the mind with a couple of good friends in the South Shore.
As A. said " What is my life about?"
I don't know, I don't want to know-but I believe it's going to be beautiful and amazing to look back on my youth.
About Me
- Eve
- Somerville, Massachusetts, United States
- I have a tendency to end up in very odd, surreal situations; either with my friends or replaying the events to them as they laugh at the eccentricities of my life. I class it up with dresses and pearls quite a bit, even though some days I only go as far as the convenience store. But hey, those people need some happiness in their lives-so that's when I show up. I used to sit in a graveyard all day and draw pictures of the flowers and headstones there. I'm a writer, in the vein of Plath, Wilde and Kesey.I'm everyone's Grandma, too. It's a sweet, sweet bitch of a life I live. And while my photo is an accurate representation of my instability and madness, I usually don't wear both stripes and a checked fur hat. But the facial expression is almost a constant.
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