May 17, 2011

college of dream chickens

dear good morning diary,

every fingernail is perfect but my bird finger, the same one that got bit by the snake the other day, it has a scratch across the center of the nail from an unknown source. i haven't been up seven minutes and there is a mega scratch on my favorite nail. what a way to start a day. ima leave it though, because in seven more minutes there will be eight more scratches on nine more nails and then they will all match but one. problem solved. i hate the color i have on today and i am only wearing it to match my new yellow shirt i haven't worn yet. ima have my new driver's license picture taken in it today- since they were closed yesterday. i got chicken out to cook on the grill, ima marinate that shit and it is gonna be so good. i was dreaming just a bit ago and realized i was experiencing feelings i've only felt one other time in my whole live. i was intoxicating-ly in love- and then- the car i was driving, (which wasn't mine) suddenly went into a snowy ditch. that is when i woke up and found the scratch across my bird finger and realized, it is not winter outside and there IS no snow. affirmation again that i am living in the correct season.