Last friday night, it’s obvious that i’m flushed out. and in my sleep, god said, “my son, you are messed up.i think u need some pampering. some caress from my loving hands.this from your father. ” and so a beam went down from heavens and as i wake up, i felt renewed. it’s refreshing to see myself get up from the matress and as i look at the mirror, there it is. my hair standing up like the ocean that moses divided but this time, it’s all in the middle.i smiled and then i realized, it’s more than into the hair. i am cared of.

god gave me a faux-hawk.

~ by iamwoim on February 9, 2009.