It's not a sexual thing

I'm into girls lately. This morning, as I was on my bike to work, I noticed this woman riding in front of me. It's a very hot summer, she was dressed lightly, in a skirt of some metallic fabric, and a tight red top. She had big boobies, that fascinated me, because of their calm, majestic sway, going from left to right as she rode her bike. I can easily understand why men are so mollified by boobs. The sight of them was just plain beautiful. Even though I never got to see her face, I loved her instantly. It's not a sexual thing. I'm just really into girls lately.

Lost & Found

I lost my voice, but now I've got it back. My shoes wore thin, but I learned to walk barefoot. My brain was hanging upside down. I know the mortar in the wall breaks.

I gave up on photography though. I am not cut out to be a street photographer. I'm just too shy. That, or I need to buy a large obtrusive camera to hide behind. All I really need is a cigarette.