a bit reckless, that lass. she put out power in all sorts of neighborhoods, she did.
she knows how to rile up a girl like me; humidity, thunder & lightning, downpours, you name it, she's got it.
connections, synapses firing. grounding new experiences and placing people in temporary boxes. moving and organizing is a hassle for most people. you usually stay in the mind box you're put in. these boxes are made of glass; peer in, look out. sometimes plastic; the kind with bpa. or ivy; it'll bind and mute your mind self.
i wonder if my mind selves met one another. how many variations? and permutations?
i imagine it would be like walking through a fun house of warped mirrors.
