even though today passed without incident, as i'm clearing my phone of old draft notes i wanted to post one about oblivion, which has an ethereal tune until it gets too close for comfort, or spooky-schticky and stuck in yer brain like a monkey with a sugar buzz. the oblivious drive down the center <why>?- because they are ambivalent? dull witted? are they bullies, are they stoned out of their devices? whatever the case, or epidemic of cases, methinks oblivion needs more space.
it was a fine day at the beach. reeeeeeeeeal fine. there were girls in bikinis but they still let dogs in because it's not officially the season, and the people were happy to see mister strolling along in the water so carefree. it was like all those long months of eternity we called winter, slogged through like the dead looking for a warm final resting place, all dissolved into the sand between our toes caressed at the edge of our great invitation, our great lake.
