See You Later Innovator

Searched the web for a new favorite dot calm in the airport this evening.

On a runway in the city, heading home to keep secrets. Long distance love affairs with the pavement. 2 solid hours in St. Marks Place, sitting on stoops waiting for the roses to dip their heads a little further to the ground. I'm holding out for a change of season. Pinks and whites turning brown and such.

Aisle 9 Seat C. Wondering if you have you ever thought about what protects our hearts. It's just a cage of rib bones. And I was born lacking 2. I guess it's fairly simple to cut right through this disaster and to stop the muscle that makes me confess.

I fasten my seat belt because it is the law. Getting ready to power down. Upload before it all goes wrong. DecayDance