i don’t know why i have this scenario in my head, of logical blocks that consist of words and phrases that are being jumbled in a boggle box. i imagine brewing fragments of sentences that make sense, and an unlimited plethora of possibilities. as if i’m expecting to tell the future, uncover secret messages, or whatever silver-lined message that chance will offer. awaiting the clunk and shuffle as the blocks hit the grids of plastic, arranging sublime thoughts from independence into coherent cohesiveness. random, random words, random, random circumstances.
this weekend, i experienced the unwavering strength, dedication, and determination of a thousand women to obtain a free pair of jimmy choo’s. 14 hours? no problem. bring it! hahaha! what other misadventures will san francisco bring? ;) hallo, ms. kat :)