Oops there I go again being myself. Silly me, showing my intentions. What can I say about my incongruous behavior. To tell you the truth I always thought I wanted to be someone. To keep up with connections and clean my house. But it turns out I’m in love with life. Obsessed with it. And now I’m laughing way too hard at everything. Squatting in the flowers taking pictures. Disconnecting calls that interrupt the shot - and I’m sorry but I’m not. It’s all slipping out of me. I’m in lust with the sun. It’s melting me like honey. I’m full of bees, sweet and sticky. This is my life and it goes with me like butter.