Do you ever
find yourself
once you've lost it?
I've been lost for a long time.
Most of my dreams drive me nuts as well, because I'm always searching for something, but I don't know what I'm looking for. Then I wake up and the day is much like the day before, except it has a new serial number.
6-12-2019
Today's bar code.
Blackjack.
Numbers have a strange way of messing with me. I'm sure it's all just a coincidence. Should I be so sure of myself though?
What I find most interesting about this post so far is the fact you have absolutely no clue what I'm talking about.
I was craving something purple today.
So I went for a walk.
The store had all kinds of purple things to eat or drink. I looked at the grape juice for a good five minutes. Couldn't decide. Then something in the freezer caught my eye. A frozen grape juice stick thing.
I remembered eating those things as a kid. We called them Freezies. I bought it for the nostalgia but I was too embarrassed to suck on this thing in public, as I walked home. What will these people think of a grown ass man walking down the sidewalk, sucking on a Freezie.
I'm pretty sure that's how you get the cops called on you in this day and age.
I should have purchased the grape juice though because by the time I got home, all I had was a clear plastic tube full of purple liquid. I was somewhat disappointed.
I didn't think of throwing it in the freezer at home until after I sucked that thing dry.
I had one chance!
And I blew it.
Anyway.
These words are here because I had a keyboard in front of me. The post was supposed to be about the art. I wanted to say yeah so, I painted a line here, then I painted a line there. After that I painted some more, and then some more. Did this, that, some of the other thing as well. Viola! Magnifico!
Maybe next time I'll get it right.
Have a nice day.
