half made shoddy things

give a round of applause for shitty shit half made things, the things that rule my preference. thats after i take a picture and cut it out and tape it to another picture and then get some ideas and then paint that but actually get lazy after drawing it so dont paint it but think about painting it and thats what i did this morning. except i also didnt take pictures or cut them that was like two weeks ago BUT STILL part of the process. still part of mornings. still part of my soul. which is a part of my heart, which is dreaming. dreaming the dreams of fred and sadie, my new stars, and of cyber things, half done, like my things, which hold a place in my dreams, which take place in my heart. all i care about are dreams and dream of dreams and bones. -emily