The day after tomorrow I go to Northern Idaho, where my Dad grew.

It looks just like this.

I have a slew of cousins approx. my age there that I have little to no connection with, save Facebook updates. Most of them are married, have children; and either think I'm weird, dull, or put on airs. My grandparents grow increasingly distant.

All the same, I think family reunions are just fine, and I look forward to mashing my feet into the sludge of Lake Coeur D' Alene.

Sometimes I'll be trying to write something lucid for record's sake, to the point, and a stronger phrase will keep repeating itself, just to annoy my process.

Right now it's: "Look at Me" X's 35.

I will make this, somehow.

I don't want to die, I want you to kill me.

I bought these.

Today I feel warmth towards man kind. Do you ever have days like that? I don't know where it comes from.
I do, occasionally. It's an amazing feeling.
Do you think there are people who feel this way all the time?
without question, yes.

"I would hug you, but I can tell you don't like to be touched."

Black back-drop, white wig, spotlighting.

Missed Connections.