teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
2014-10-12 9:24 p.m.

so here's how shit is gonna go down:

first, i have to find the right dress for the occasion. i don't know if i will ever find it. maybe that will be the hardest part. i don't have a lot of ideas about what dress i want, but i'll know it when i see it.

then there is the classic car. which has to match the dress of course! not in color but style. its hard to say without having the dress what this car will be. i envision like a chevy coupe from the '50s, but it could be something completely different. i would love a car with a known history and stories to tell.

it will be a sunny day as this is a shine and shine only event. i'm thinking mid-spring. not hot and not cold. or maybe during the perseids. actually that's more appealing. i need to pack my books and family photos. a few blankets and some wine. maybe a snack. cold beer, of course. marshmallows. bug spray (i know this probably seems a ridiculous concern, but i don't want to be fucking bothered by mosquitos). vodka.

i can't announce the location, but i know it. i just can't reveal it. for the sake of explanation, imagine any natural uninhabited place. it could be a meadow off a logging road in the mountains. a high desert valley. even a cove. its not an all day drive there.

so i can sleep in, pack, get ready, and go. arrive around 5 and so that i may gather some wood while it is still light. oh gasoline is probably a good idea. matches. start the fire and toss the books in. wine and beer, marshmallows. just small tastes. vodka. maybe a few swallows but nothing more.

then the viodin, valium, percocet i have been hoarding. and if i wake in the morning, my grandfather's colt 45.

but maybe instead i could just live happily ever after starting right now.

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