8.6.10

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William Lamson, Kite Drawing Jan. 31, 2009




I'm a little baby these days. 
Confused and crying, but not really, just panicking, but not really, cause I'm still functioning, or not (apparently) not because I'm slowing down and then I speed up and slow down again - losing my breath - and catch up again and then watch people do their thing and I imagine them naked, like the shiny animals they really are clothed in different colours and all of a sudden civilized with degrees and anxieties and thoughts and mathematical abilities to fly kites, and I miss playing with a kite or playing with anything that is not bodily and is not too expensive for my lifestyle or too cheap for my dignity.
Yeah...I'm a little baby these days. 

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