its 4.20..

it's been 4.20 for the past three hours. its a peculiar property of sunday afternoons, this.
so hot it seems to have gotten under your skin..so you're baking alive, but from the inside. the winds blowing its merry way, but not this way. jack and jill have gone back inside..the hill's for another day. tell me, is this the way we once lay?
strawberry cheesecake.

...its still 4.20!!!!