May 2010
Playing piano. Taking pictures. Warm weather. The sun. The sky in general. Large bodies of water. Cats. Naming things, especially fish. Ukuleles. Skeleton keys. Walking around barefoot. Driving. Red pandas. Comics. Tiny seashells. Reading. “Good morning” texts that don’t say “good morning.” Sombreros. Sitting on the floor of the kitchen and watching whatever is in the oven. Video games. Feathers. Guys wearing aviator sunglasses. Fake blood. Fountains. The color dark red. Movies that make you think twice. Sparkling grape juice/champagne. Wine. Christmas lights/stars/tiny lights. Foreign languages. Cars. Quiet people. Octopus tentacles. Parodies. Tattoos. Cooking. Anchors. Ice cream with sprinkles. Jokes about Mexican food. Polaroids. Hammocks. Reality checks. Violent happiness.
Yeah, I’m getting that vibe from the Betta fish my mom bought for her kindergartners.
A Betta fish.
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is clear evidence that I am up way too late.