have you ever wondered what it takes to become a whole person? i don't think you can answer that question without having at least two long-haired tea drinkers (me) coming to answer that question for you (not me). they can't tell you it's loving everyone equally, and at the same time. they can't tell you it's accepting that bent nose sitting there on your face like it owns everything. they can't tell you that you need to go ahead with a "what-am-i-doing-does-it-look-like-i-might-know" search. they for sure can't tell you it's living your life like it's yours...
wait
all i have ever known is that it seems i am almost a whole person whenever i am sleeping in that soft, snow bedding that i bought for thirty dollars, or when i am waking up to that cup of warm tea perfect in my hands thinking heavily on nothing at all.
"when I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I'm even pleased that I'm falling in such a humiliating position, and for me I find it beautiful."
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