I tend to get myself swept away in the minutia of everyday life. You know bills, work, bills, groceries. More bills!! It’s easy to fill every second of everyday; and that todo list, you ain’t ever getting to the bottom. That means im always gonna be working. What I really need is a chill pill, maybe a nap or a back rub. Anybody got a chill pill?

But hey! You got any flowers?? Mind if I buy some off of you? Shoot what about a bouquet? Cause I need a sniff. Let me stick my nose in it, let me bury my face in it! I’m gonna fill my tub up with epson salts and flower pedals like that pretty lady from that art house movie American Beauty from 98’ Then you can gawk at me in my bliss and I can finally take a breath.

Anyway smell the flowers. They smell good