gone fishing, FINALLY.

so finally, we've gone fishing.
straight off the streets of freo, drunk, dancing and screaming our hearts content.
are we human, or are we dancers? ha.
woodmand point was out own after party,
casting rods, basking in the sun on the pier.
all i caught was a sock, and a GIGANTIC starfish trampled into our cage.

did i mention, it was GIGANTIC?

vblay

valentines day and santa claus have alot in common.
they should take it up with the lepricorns.

january 2009

growing up in a place you're whole life,
you get bored of it after awhile.
everythings slowly changing, like ants scrambling even quicker.
slowly, home seems migratory.


so i went back to perth a month early.
spent more time being independant,
more time with people whom i dont usually do.
who'd ever thought going to the beach alone on a nice summer day was an escape.
ipod with good shuffles, cosmo, sun and sand.


got to spend my 21st undrunk as i wanted.
with friends, and family.
ive never felt so blessed.
even without a birthday cake and candle for a wish.
i think i cheated last year with two.

but i was content. i was free.
lone trips to the mall, to the grocers, to the beach.
dancing like no ones watching.
and that was my january.

i wear my heart on my sleeve and hide behind a smile.
and it felt darn good.
but there'll always be that missing piece, i cant figure what.
or its exact emotion or trigger.
i feel less then the best of me.
i think its called, a secret yearning.

but for now, i'll just twirl in the moment.
and leave bull wrestlings for tomorrows.