threeplusfire | summer night

Heat lightning in the sky. Bright washes, one arc of electric fire in the reddish clouds. Still and hot, the air is waiting. Came home from the Monday night dinner with a silver pendant necklace from Mexico, gift of Suzanne. Steven gave me his Yamaha synthesizer, and now I can pound out semi-musical sounds whenever I want. Play David Bowie's "Scary Monsters" at 3am. Cleaned the apartment, bleach and scrubbing while listening to Skinny Puppy. Smoked a cigarette on the balcony and drank some coke. I have that edgy feeling that doesn't stop, even when I'm moving.

"Much as it would be fun to take speed and stay up for three days, I think I'm wired enough already."