.life should be about honky tonkin´.

"sleeping in the forest; i thought the earth remembered me. she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees. all night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me, the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness. all night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom.
By morning i had vanished at least a dozen times into something better"- Mary Oliver

.BANDIT BRAND BABES. RECENT PHOTOS BY (THE ALWAYS TALENTED) MICHAEL SCHMIDT
...Cherokee dreamed she was a horse with a mane the color of a smog - sunset and she dreamed she was a bird with feathers like rainbows in oil puddles. she wanted to be faster, quieter, darker, shimmering. so she ran around the lake, up the trails, along with winding canyon roads, trying not to make a noise barefoot so her feel would get tougher or in beaded moccasins when they hurt too much. she wanted hooves, haunches, a beak, claws, wings.... ...................................................

.You know, i wish could live in vintage tees, bells, shorts and denim shirts forever. I wish i could sleep under the stars and wake up watching the sunrise next to my favorite beard everyday. I wish i could spend the day finding beauty in nature, letting my creativity out of my system, finally doing what i want for a living, listening to vinyls at work and just pretending to be grown ups with my friends. I wish i could live as beasts live, moved purely by need and desire. I wish i could. I know i could but i hate that now is not the time. It´s true, you can´t always get what you want, sometimes you get what you need. I wish i wasn´t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in the deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies. believe me there are times when i want to leave everything behind and live in the desert or the woods and experience what real freedom tastes like. but then i hear a voice that whispers, that´s nice but you also need reliable WiFi and you haven´t learned yet that little things are the ones that count. It´s all about -mind vs hungry heart. the neverending battle-. I want so many things. I´m beginning to think one life is not enough. i will be patient though patience is not one of my virtues but life should cut me some slack already.
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today life should hand me a whisky hip flask and join me by the nearest jukebox. cause I wish i could vanish at least a dozen times into something better.
and that combo sounds about right!. .........................................