Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Everyday we muddy ourselves a little bit more, either through the addition of more dirt to the mire, or the slooshing and sloshing of preexisting dirt in the swampy cessness of self. There's no getting clean. Not now. The cleanest we feel is when we are comfortable and accepting of ourselves and our dirt and mud and our squelchy mess.