Waking up and lip dub walking the LA beach, stories under the stars, chases in parking garages, bunk beds, drunken attemps to release a tandom bike to lemonade volka bike rides on the paved beach lane, attempted “Jack in the box” drive thru with bikes to revenge with a car, loving/fearing my own thoughts, peering into eyes, underwear models, fantastic free lunches, an exibonist couple on a balcony, shooting the start of the “Exploding Butts” travel tv show, chocolate cashews, mindless raps and stream of conciousness singing. Image if I had not had to work both days!

Every moment is pure joy. I have smiled for days on end. I can’t remember the last time I smiled so consistently that it hurt. If there ever was a god I could get to do my bidding with prayer. Now would be when I sell my soul. Because…..
at times, it’s all so bittersweet. As intangible thoughts fills my brain. The future so unknown. Only one thing certain, that nothing last forever, and that cycle would be soon.
But it’s better to want and never get than to want nothing in life at all.
It’s better to be happy it happened than sad it’s over. It’s better if you repete these things in your head. You can only repeate the past if you forget it.