it's not the perfect plan, but it's the one we got.

the past three days have been nothing but smiles and laughs and cries of joy and pleasure and no sleep and funny feelings in my stomach and perfection and beauty and just nothing but pure and fantastic and wonderful bliss. i can sit my ass down, as i am doing right now, breathe, and actually say that i am happy. i am sleep deprived and i could care less.

april spent the night on monday and it was such an amazing night. i haven't felt that close to a woman in a really long time. i don't know where this is going, if anywhere, but i am gonna enjoy the hell out of it and worry about shit later. tuesday morning i meet up with ethien see his sister who is soooooooooo pretty. some of the prettiest eyes and lips i've ever seen. but the highlight was that i saw st. vincent last night. she was perfect. she's stunning. that woman is perfect and i'd like to keep her forever. her set was amazing and her voice and her guitar skills are ridiculous. i bow to the feet annie clark and i'll eat the crumbs of food she drops. i will kiss the floor she walks on. she is my queen. i'm in love. i run into johnny who offers his home to ethien and i and we surprise omar. it was the cherry on top of my sundae seeing omar after a month of not seeing him. i love that man like no other. we talked but couldn't completely catch up because we had another visitor. but it was still really nice to see him. this is half assed and it's okay. i just need these days on record and stuff.

i'm not a photographer, obviously. or a filmmaker.