i cut my fingernails today.
cut them clean off,
straight and focused.
(don't regret don't regret don't regret)
in the morning in LA is a bit surreal.
no loud cars
all my friends are still asleep.
except genaro who is cooking breakfast.
i want coffee more than i think i've ever wanted before.
the sun is coming on strong
and the couch bed i made for us to sleep on last night
was still comfortable when i woke up.
i slid off to the left
so Dani could have the whole.
chelsea was awake, like always
she is a beautiful machine.
i don't think her mind will allow her to sleep much
because it's hounded by creativity.
and i am in small track shorts, thinking of books i will read
when i get home.