the garage

[creativesoul]

the garage had been redecorated, mexican pavers on the floor, purple grout, a wood burning stove. on really hot days you could just open the wall and the breeze came in. before he moved in, she had ideas about art studio, creative projects. house cleaning became a thing of the past, for a moment, until she met him, and well you know, fell in love. much like a land mine or a animal trap, she had fallen in, and now stood looking up at the sky wondering just how did that exactly happen. now she had to paint at an art studio with a masters of fine arts student from russia.- who spoke on her cell phone quite a bit. that people like to smoke cigarettes in out of the oregon rain by the fire.overstuffed furniture added to the color, and he seemed to add flavor with that laughter and mcgyver fix anything kind of curiousity= he brought home four trees today and enough firewood for the whole winter, wants to buy a log splitter now. more tools to hurt "her toes on. the garage had been getting smaller and closeness seemed a bit over rated at times. she just wanted to eat him, bite him kiss him. she had fallen, and he was amused to say the least.
her friend told her, "whenever you are not sure if he loves you, look at this picture, it is proof."
lately it was as if the inner world that the one she walked around in were somehow seperated by communication from all levels, and static- all the cell phones were causing spiritual interference.once in a while hers went dead, and she was grateful.
her roomate had built a world on credit, and a reputation on the back of a medicine man that she had once cared for. and when her lonliness at being the queen bee overcame her, she made attempts to control and manipulate the people around her, if she had learned anything at all it was"can i get back to you on that"
no, i dont think i can do that
roomates had always been rather odd, because it has been said that women cannot live together, unless there are specific benefits,if you know what im getting at, this is why they did not share a kitchen- the people accross the street had given her a dishwasher and stove and refrigerator- Sometimes divine provodence sees fit ti blesss people with an endless bounty.
this is why when she met him, her roomate made every attempt to split them up.she was not sucessful, so she decided to fall in love herself, and since then has bought taco stand equipment, mortaged a house and then gets all freaky about money.at which piont she tries to get more money from her roomate. things were getting rather tense these days as the roomate was planning to land the man she fell in love with, like a real estate strategy in marketing, only her property value was going down fast.
her sister and her were pretty slap happy to discover that in fact today she would not be going to prison.
her sister said"that taco stand money could save my life
"ya know? "
the roomate did not care about anyone and came up the driveway and ran over the bamboo and the wood laying there and stomped into the house to check her answering machine
seems pissed
cannot talk to her
the airs that she puts out reek of broccli and bad chicken noodle soup
i told her she should empty the garbage , the house stinks
she says things like"ill be gone soon, you wont have to smell me anymore"
that is pathetic
i suppose i will hear the troll, saying"cultivate compassion"

ok
now he sleeps my king
i love his touch even when he sleeps