today is 68 degrees and i met a bumble bee. His name is brent. i carried brent around in the nest of my hair while from within, the sounds of aquarium bubbles emanate. he told me secret jokes and i laughed with my hand over my mouth with the old striped damp underneath bandaid on the middle finger. i get hangnails.

there is a handful of strange pine needles with blue berries in the car and if you crack them things begin to smell like the forest.























































































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