Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give.
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have.
I give you thanks for receiving, it’s my privilege,
and you owe me nothing in return.
— Alanis Morissette, Nothing In Return

Vintage Flower

When I’m busy doing nothing,
it’s a childhood dream come true.
Inside I’m busy thinking
of the good things that I’ll do.
— Curt Kirkwood, Here Comes Forever