Most days I feel beyond humanity,like the rays of the sunlight or the force of the wind.I am the seeds of the sunflowers,The smell of rain and the fee..
The sun sets in an array of colorsThat remind you of old school LA.A splash of tequila on your shorts and the aroma of tobacco.You remember all of her..
In some other world, life is not so mundane.Life is not so much busy work and worker bee, ant-like tasks.In another world, so far away and so unattain..