04.10.05 - 7:39 p.m.

I've been looking at CCA online for the past half hour. And then I began thinking of my home state as the new "Promise Land..." where dreams are in fact pacts with oneself........ and come true. (Attending CCA would also hold the promise of massive debt.)

Actually what I should say is that last week I stopped to consider that career called Illustration. I still wanna learn how to blanket a city's rooftops with lettuce and fruit, still want nothing more than to learn about community organization in the Crocker Amazon and urban archeology, still get so high during every dance class, but this art thing has come to own my soul. (So anyone's digital photos now vaguely resemble my soul, no matter how crisp and fabulous.......)

The housemates are laughing in the kitchen.......and I know that many people and things have been laying claim to my soul recently. It's the glue that holds the growing Up.

And underneath it all it's always summer.

see< >saw

i whisper hello to everything