just because.

for some odd reason i've been obsessed with black and white prints.

and i've also decided that i need to be happy.

and it's a choice to be happy.

so that i will be.

and yes the fresh prince post is random :)

and your very flesh shall be a great poem - walt whitman

okay.
this is serious.
i have no intentions of writing a novel but i need to vent a bit.

i've loved maxwell since forever.

pre-fro & post-fro i've have an unadulterated love for maxwell.

knowing good and well in middle school i had no idea what he was singing about.

because everyone told me it was grown folk music - pssh.

anywho, he's coming to charlotte and i'll be in chapel hill.

i'll be twohoursandtwentyfourminutes & onehundredandfouronepointninetyfourmiles away
from maxwell.

no bueno.

so i'm basking in my own self pity because i won't see him.

shoot, i'd be happy if he replied to one of my tweets. yep, it's that serious.

so until i see him in concert the next time he comes around i'll be listening to his greatest hits

and watching his performances on reruns of daytime tv shows.

this is pitiful

Whatcha doin', Janie? I'm watchin' God.

so i'm reading jubilee. i don't want to.

what i want to do is read their eyes were watching god - again

not watch it because the movie paled in comparison to the book.
like freaking casper the friendly ghost pale.

but the pictures were just too beautiful to resist.