from head to toe. add to that a cup of green tea with homemade honey and one blueberry scone and i'm good to go. my ass is the one busy getting through the swinging door while you're stuck there still playing with yourself. i'm not waiting for a bad day to continue, i'm moving on...
it's bright, it's sunny. the morning sky was all aglow, with fiery pinks and oranges, edges of blue slowly waking up. the rats were busy digging underneath the riteaid sign, the birds were busy singing and dropping number 1+2 bombs. the trees were busy turning and brightening and letting their babies float, to tops of heads, sidewalk edges, papering the ugly road.
root for the young love, cheer and make a pyramid, let the guy get the girl, let the moon romance the sun. multiply these small pockets of love and you find this is what makes the world turn. it benefits us all.