Welcome to the closet door! I keep the door closed and locked on most days when I'm alone. On the days that I'm in public I stand at the busiest intersection in town and hand out keys and the Master Lock combination. The randomness of my thoughts coupled with my euphoric mania or crippling depression should make for some interesting reading. It most definately makes for some interesting living.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Yelps from the Closet: My thoughts are a Four-Lettered Word.
Yelps from the Closet: My thoughts are a Four-Lettered Word.: "I'm sweaty. I'm stinky. I'm tired and I'm ready. ... and, I'm naked. Bring on the funk. Hit me with the deep backbeats and the soul-thumpin..."
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