i think our neighbors in the back have a cherry tree, its ripening fruits hovering up and over our dividing slats. interesting. fruit on trees makes me feel primal, i want to just stretch my neck up and bite/gnaw -- no hands (although i do love eating with my hands and fingers...)

i dreamt the other night about going to a strip club and smootching one of the first grrlies i ever smooched. she was not a dancer and we were not there together. she's an actress now, and probably still has my french cuff vanilla bean shirt and special woven metal choker.

off to get the TT at the airport!

*pop*