this past saturday, we turned my apartment inside out in watercolors.
let the sun drop into the ocean like a sugar cube into a cup of coffee... i'm waiting for the sky to rain. summer time reminds me of sand between my toes, and the absence of beaches in berkeley reminds me of the absence of my brother, scruffy haired and shirtless, yelling across the pacific, barking Joe Strummer and Dr. Dre as the sky skips to black.
walking through rain at night, especially in the city, against car lights and pink glows of store fronts, must be how walking through a kaleidoscope must be like. i want it to pour.
i haven't picked up a new book in a few weeks.