written by owen on 2014-Sep-05.

Time does move slower when you are having fun. It sounds cliche but it's true. Life is a bag of cliches and I have a big bag - it's what keeps me alive. I live them and I embrace them. Praying for you constantly like a church girl. Monkeys. Last week I was in the middle of a swamp, going fast on a speed boat. This week? Waiting in a line. Sitting in limbo. Why are there so many lines? "People are obsessed with lines" you say, I nod my head in agreement as I check out the half Asian, half Spanish, white girl in the short shorts.

She was the girl of many strings. Never focused on just one thing. You are a hideaway, you are a feeling. Walled up like a castle. I was the tumbleweed.  It must have been and had to be. The answer is never very clear, you either do or you don't. Open up your heart. Bad mistakes, fresh cantaloupe. If you want it, come and get it. Love is a place made for one. This is not about love.

Patience is a virtue. I want to buy some coffee but I know it's toos hot to drink, too fluid to touch.  Rain begins to fall, Miami International. Alone, by myself, as I sit in the airport terminal and I think at this moment, right now, at this time; nothing else in the world is better than a free AA Priority Business class seat. A Let go of your heart, let go of your head and feel it now. My love was never in doubt. Dreamworld.

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