oh, yeah.. oh gosh. I see the bad in everyone. the worst. only the bad. blinded by the bad.
not quite frantic; in fact, feeling QUITE FINE. rather fine. my dreams are disturbed so I needn’t be.
i’ve an attachment, a fondness, for paintbrushes and notebooks and pens and canvas and typewriters and sketchpads and even $2 five-colour boxes of crayons. and brains the size of watermelons, dinosaur eggs, helicopter bellies, inflatable swimming pools.