happy birthday little human that was
born in the pangburn hall lobby at 5 a.m. this morning.
you sure made an entrance. tons are talking about you.
hope that couch was a soft enough landing. (no joke. the couch. (my personal favorite one, you sure picked a good one.))
i heard you were a girl. and that you and your ma's was doing good. hope so.
i don't know you. and i don't know your mom well, but i wish you the best.
hope the gossip doesn't stress you.
you'll have one hell of a wicked story to tell the world of your birth. college life.
&& hey, some'll say you beat all your future class mates too college.
interesting morning to say the least.
i'm so tired. and hungry. and have work and art work and home work. but i'm not gonna do a damn. kidding....but i wish.
if only, if only the woodpecker cries; the bark on the trees was as soft as the skies.
goodbye seattle.
&& i'm going to post the next sentence as a reminder to myself to do those silly dear something letters that all the
cool bloggers do.