The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Skin
I peeled an tangerine/orange fruit not too long ago. As my nails tore through the skin and the citrus smell leaked onto my fingers, I realized I hadn't performed this act for a very long time. Years. Definitely not since I've lived in this house.