Getting ready to shoot something for The Beautiful Future and it's making me feel sweet on Not Waving But Drowning. This is my favorite picture from production. Everyone was going out and we couldn't be convinced.

I like it when plants look like they are drinking sunlight, or turning their faces upwards to bask. Or when buds look full with anticipation, waiting for just enough to sun explode.

Call me mama and I'm yours.

And isn't everyone and everything codependent?

The 2nd to last night before Glasslands closed I went to see Cymbals Eat Guitars. I love the way he sings, reminds me of Bruce and being 16. I wanted to ask them what they were going to do with the light fixtures after it closed. I wanted to deliver one to your doorstep in an unmarked box.

A little piece of nothing.

To remember me by!

I am sitting in the car parked right by the entrance of Publix at 9:55pm. Alabama is on my lap nervously watching the employees shut the place down. I am waiting for Lesley to come out with popcorn and MnMs for freezing.

"We will start tomorrow", with a grin.

I am fantasizing about hiding in a cart until after they close, about being locked inside with you all night.