I want a white cat named blacky, I keep a bat next to the window and a sowing needle in the car. I want to live in a van down bye the river. Salmon swim north and the dear run backwards. I got a tumor in my brain the size of a cell phone. I keep notes on the back of my hand, and swallow my gum. I keep a lust for Ravers, and get sick in airports.
Problems? Complications? Or a life time of Opportunities? You decide.