sit down and breathe it in.


long strings of noise that flutter with every whisper.

fans of palms that act as drums

soothe the inner being of my soul.


heart beats and laughter echo around

on cold summer night.



this summer has turned out to be one of the best summer’s. spending summer nights with great company and the cool sf breeze rollin’ through the windows. bottles of beer, wine, and sangria. empty plastic bottles left with the aroma of bud. movies, rockband, and blankets. overflow of new music and old. sadly it’s coming to an end soon. i really don’t want it to end but school must start and i must start studying again. till then, i’m going to try to end this summer with a BANG.