bathe me…

bathe me…

i’m in no frame of mind to be thinking about the past.. yet its there.. right there.. front and center… after a series of possibly prophetic dreams.. the past comes back to slap me around for a while…. yet, at the same time, the present and the future are demanding my attention….. i don’t want to move on too far from the recent past, just in case, and i don’t want to stir up trouble…..but at the same time, i love being the center of attention….

i’m an incurable flirt….