#60

let's get outta this town tonight,
nothing but dust in the shadows
gone by morning light.
somewhere we won't ever get caught
ever be found.

let's just get outta this town.

#59

i want out.


out of this skin,
out of this place,
out of the day to day
ordinary
perfectly structured
cookie cutter life
that i've become used to.

it feels awful to settle.

i want to run,
feel the earth beneath my feet
in places that are foreign.
i want to get lost in the colors of the earth,
be driven from place to place
by smells, sights, sounds and tastes


no boundaries,
no restrictions.
just me, myself, and the world at my feet.

ready, set,
jet.

#58

RTW trip, anyone?

#57

dear life,
thanks for a splendid weekend.
i appreciate it.
yours truly,
delanie.

#56

it was freedom.
it was free,
out there, no where, being there.
youthful, vibrant and full.
it was everything.

#55

and if i don't meet you no more in this world,
i'll meet you in the next one,
and don't be late, don't be late.


maybe you're just extraordinary.

#54

dear life,
would you like to hang out tonight?
i must warn you that my hair is dirty,
and i have no make up on.
if you can handle that, call me.
love, delanie.
june 5th, 2010.