sitter med ögonen i kors och dricker kaffe. hjärnan lurade mig att jag sovit ca 7 timmar men var visst 1,5. så skriver lite här istället.
igår var en skitdag som slutade guld.
fotade lite blomster i all min ilska.
Sen kom guldet. jag har sålt 2 målningar till, dessa:
fick även en beställning med förskottsbetalning så imorn ska jag köpa duk och färg. har nu sammanlagd snart sålt 4 st inom en månad. min dröm känns sann. självförsörjande konstnär. även om det är några bara så är det mer än jag nånsin varit med om. har äntligen råd med cigg och toapapper hah.
skulle måla andligt som jag kallar det. man kopplar upp sig o låter det högre jaget bestämma motivet. gjort det några gånger. denna gång blev det först kronchakrat men kändes fel så kladdade över. sen struntade jag i det. sen kunde jag inte låta bli att gå dit igen o göra mer, o mer o sen föddes en framtid jag önskar. det blev thailand, men min man.
det sjuka var att hela tiden hörde jag Footprints in the sand men lyssnade inte på musik, o kollade Sia's låt- footprints.
"Footprints"
"Footprints"
I've fallen through the floor again
Crashed into the basement
The pain was swallowing me
I was like a lead balloon
I couldn't even get up to turn
The lights on
The dark was swallowing me
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're standing on the edge
Of breaking down
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're hanging by a thread
I was breaking down
And I saw only two footprints in the sand
Thought you'd abandoned me and
Let go of my hand
But you were carrying me
Carrying me to safety
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Oh, I forgot the things I knew
It was I who'd abandoned you
Forgive me, I was lost in doubt
Who would never've left my side
Picked me up when I thought I would die
You helped me, and I was found
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're standing on the edge
Of breaking down
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're hanging by a thread
I was breaking down
And I saw only two footprints in the sand
Thought you'd abandoned me and
Let go of my hand
But you were carrying me
Carrying me to safety
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Crashed into the basement
The pain was swallowing me
I was like a lead balloon
I couldn't even get up to turn
The lights on
The dark was swallowing me
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're standing on the edge
Of breaking down
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're hanging by a thread
I was breaking down
And I saw only two footprints in the sand
Thought you'd abandoned me and
Let go of my hand
But you were carrying me
Carrying me to safety
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Oh, I forgot the things I knew
It was I who'd abandoned you
Forgive me, I was lost in doubt
Who would never've left my side
Picked me up when I thought I would die
You helped me, and I was found
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're standing on the edge
Of breaking down
Lord knows you can't trust your head
When you're hanging by a thread
I was breaking down
And I saw only two footprints in the sand
Thought you'd abandoned me and
Let go of my hand
But you were carrying me
Carrying me to safety
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, two footprints, your footprints in the sand
Two footprints, your footprints in the sand
detta var så träffande o skrämmande men jag hade målat min framtid. jag och P på en strand i Thailand. han har lyft upp mig många gånger och detta föddes, vår resa i lyckan. till thailand som vi drömmer om, mitt högre jag eller vad det nu var visade att det är nära. häftigt för jag gjorde fotavtryck.
avslutar med en bild på två utslagna missar som svalkar sig på golvet i värmen.
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