Water Finds Its Level

This morning is black spray paint on fingertips and palms. I smell faintly of chemicals and denim.  It is raining outside, but the drops are fat; satisfying. 

Inside and warm, now. Getting shit done.  Let me tell you that if  you ever feel uninspired, find people of your caliber. No, fuck that. People who are of your caliber and some. None of these folks blaming everyone for their mean parents, hard lives, and disappointments. 

Accountability is hot, folks.

How much can you own without flinching?

I can own every bit of things and then some, and will maintain eye contact with you the whole time doing it.

Can you?

Perfect.

Let's go continue to put our energies and passions into something that matters.


be well; be loved,

k.

(title: quoted, specifically, from Rupaul)
(image: Untitled, 1960s, Akira Sato via Secretcinema1 Tumblr)