Smelling and living in the halo of spring fills me with a glorious sense of freedom. These months of winter I have stretched and failed, fit and shrunk. Winter brings on a welcome conformity in December and a graceless shrugging off come March.
inspired by these lyrics…
It’s damned if you don’t and it’s damned if you do
Be true, ’cause they’ll lock you up in a sad, sad zoo
Oh, hidy-hidy-hiding, whatcha trying to prove?
You’re not worth a thing
-Metal Heart by Cat Power
*it’s my three year blogaversary today, in the next week i will be changing the name of the blog. the name is the only discernible thing ladies of the night and i have in common. who knew?*