can somebody lend me two fifty pound rats? i need to get rid of my house of cats.

my room smells of candles, the fresh spring breeze blowing through, old blankets, late london nights & birthdays.

it seems that the cloud decided to shape shift and leave me without a bed so i had to create a make shift fort to live in for the next little while. after laying in my floor bed, i glared around my room i've realized that i don't have much. the only piece of furniture i possess is a book shelf filled with paints, clay, journals, books and my cameras. to my left i see a bunch of hula hoops in an unorganized pile. surrounding me are photographs of all my loved ones and the beautiful place i come from.

do i need anything else? perhaps a person to share all that with would be nice.

i'm hopeful for a someday.