we're moved by desire which isn't even heliocentric

like early April outside.
shined my shoes yesterday. that is one of the most satisfying things in the world. smelled like shoe polish all throughout my seminar.
buffing my nails.
filing off rough edges, in the grander sense.
my heart is all about opening, opening, opening wide once I have a cup of coffee. seriously.
caffeine works magic. diy anti-blues.
not anti the blues, just anti the 'end of the semester and I'm a fuck-up' dumps that yr down in.
only thing that would make it better is if a big wind picked up.
I think I deserve a nap. I wish I had Nietzsche on tape so I could fall asleep listening to Thus Spoke Zarathustra cos I don't want to use my eyes right now.
Or paragraphs.

love!