i just said it, but i wanna post it:

the sun took away most of my snow, today, but thas ok.
i'm kinda liking the sun, these days.


New moon tonight, tho. Full moon in days when she lands. She'll be crossing texas in the light of it. Seems good.
It's gonna be a long weekend, tho. Not as long as some, but still a stretch.
Why do i still get butterflies?
Faith, pilgrim. Faith. i am stronger now than i have been in years. Faith.

We've built ( building) this incredible new temple, but the ground was here before. Trust in the songs of the singers, pilgrim, our acolytes of promise...
("lift your fists like antennae to heaven...")

i am warm, and constantly moving.

i sail in this sky, and you are my every port and trade. Compasslily and text-tant, i will find Tanelorn.









New ink on Sunday, i think. After work, before practice ( but that's a surprise... shhhh...)...

walkin in the snow is of the good.

wishin i had one arm heavier tho, missing the lilyweight of it.
there's a park on my walkroute, and in the dark it's like a blacked-out skyline, the skyscrapers of the rocket slide, the monkey bars, the chain swings, posing proud in the peagravel, just that much darker against the snowfall.
and there's a soccer field.
watching a couple in a snowball fight so furious that they gave up on making snowballs and were just scooping doublehandfuls of snow at each other was...
...bittersweet?
but i hate that word, really - unless it's chocolate, or the Verve Pipe.

i almost walked on it to look for snow angels, but i decided that i didnae wanna break in that privacy.

let the angels sleep, they'll be gone soon.
not the couple, tho. that night is forever for them, i'd conjure. and i hope a zillion more for 'em...


i saw snowflakes like feathers blanket my texas, and i missed.

i'm remembering that being lonely isnae the same as being alone.

i'm paying much ( much) more attention to the road these days, less of what it's made of, and more of where it's goin, i think.

one road brought me home to Jerusalem texas, but ... They say all roads are just one road, but i know better. i'm a pilgrim.