You just keep me hangin' on.

It seems the sun is out to stay. It feels good on my skin amongst the cold breeze. Working now. Waiting to get off to go play. I had taco hell last night and it fucked me up good. I really felt like I was in hell; like I was slowly giving birth to an alien of sorts. That has passed.

If temperature didn't exist, I would love to walk on the surface of the sun. I think it would be beautiful. All the different shades of orange and some of red. The light so intense juxtaposed with such an absence just outside the atmosphere. Something to look forward to in my dreams I suppose.