I am "The Little Black Book." The same way that the color taupe is confident while beige is always described as being bland. Cheers to the go-to guy, in a dead-end world.
Spent last night as a witness to the opening night of an astounding production of "Rent." I was fortunate enough to spend some time at their "after-party," and walked away in jealousy. Young, talented, under-paid, starving, and brilliant. I can only hope to share these definitions once again.
I like to air-dry on the interstate, just like your vehicle when you have run out of quarters at the car wash.
I spent the ride home catching glimpses of, and professing my love to the moon. And when the moon answered, she reminded me that she too is being held hostage by the gravity of the Earth. Forever tracing circles around her keeper. We share the same obsession. We've both been set in motion with the goal of being one step ahead of the curve. Only my mind demands that I be 18 steps forward. So let's just hope we aren't being graded by it.
LunaAndRyanForever
