Dreaming of a white-assed christmas
Finally feeling like I have the xmas shit together- I love going home and seeing family, but I would be thrilled if I never had to buy another present again in my life- But I was productive today, and on my way home from a sexy little sleepover (one that leaves me warm and wet and slightly uneasy)- I biked around in the wintry morn- picking up presents here and there- and all is taken care of except for one, as the store that I was gonna stop at was closed. Once I got home, I took out the hot glue gun, turned up the tunes and let the love flow into the creation of holiday gifts. I’ll tell ya- my hot glue gun and I have a tumultuous relationship. I love it, but damn- it burns… and doesn’t come out of hair, FYI…. anyway…. 
ps- I’m the classy kinda gal who wraps her gifts in the classified ads- “here mom, middle-aged trannys for you! three-bedroom house in lincoln park! man in blue overalls saw you on the El the other day!”
So…. life…I’m just trying to roll with you baby- not let my emotions over run my mind- not let certain habits control the brain- I’m just listening to the music and letting the beauty of every moment wash over me, knowing that all is so fleeting and temporary and that to grasp on to anything is just a inflatable dream….
Happy Winter Solstice to everyone… keep the fire alive…. embrace the love, the earth and yourself and those around you- and keep the light burning….. celebrate life my loves….
xoxox- Morgana
