god so damn SLEEPY eyed! i almost fell asleep twelve times or so on the drive home this morning. it's crazy, the sorts of things you imagine the windmills and the hills and the sunrise are trying to whisper to you . . .
for example,
continuously, extemporaneously, ubiquitously?
shouting out dreams and future aspirations such as
"WHEN WILL THE WIND BLOW ON THE HEAd
of the EYEBALL
okay TEN FORTH PACES and HOOO
LAND HOOOOOOOOOOOO
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

LAND HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" "