urges

to play my guitar.
to dance.
to sing.
to scream.
go swimming.
to run around santana park.
to wrestle.
to do one of those ninja kicks in the air.
to play with bamboo sticks and seaweed at the beach.
to get my next tattoo.
and to blow all my monies.
i don't know what it is right now: the "new"-ness, the restlessness, the fantastic weather outside, or the fact that i haven't really slept more than a couple hours a night for the past week?

second winds are an amazing thing though.