i forget about louis vuitton as i sleep;

now i have a VL stamped on my chest

i forgot i made a space here for myself;
so i'll you a secret, world if yrr listening, this right here
is for you and for me. it's us and no one, not the economic crisis, sinking california,
internet viruses, nor the international luddite society can stop us.

i woke up today thinking about clean spaces and how we navigate space as people with
bodies of experiences; della watson and jackie gimble; surprise ambushes; and all the brave men i know like amelia earhart and indiana jones or miranda july or roberto winstead. i woke up and i'm wondering where my grandma is or if i can ever really remember what it was like to have her around.

i woke up today and my heart didn't hurt from love loss (thanks jeanette for giving me a measuring stick)

i woke up w/ adventure on the brain.

i mean, i guess the great thing is: i woke up

p.s. what ever happened to jamie stewart?