Dear God of Art, please teach me how to draw peaches in the sky and make a short movie about riding a bicycle whilst being blindfolded for no reason. I am going to be a good student, a bad girl.
I am going to stay up all night and do it till it feels right. For no reason, I will write down words on large paper and dress up as a college student. For no reason, I will write poems to my Gmail friends, especially to those from PayPal support. For no reason, I will make furniture for my dog. For no reason, I will open a bank account then close it right away and call it art. For no reason at all, I will make sounds and combine them with random images of my friends. For no reason at all, I will become an undercover agent with no one to watch and no one to hide from. For no reason at all, I will film people. For no reason at all, I will go to job interviews. I will make appointments with people I don't really know. I will take pictures of what I eat and hang them on a wall. I will write to famous people and share my ideas with them. I will go on dates. I will wear fake lashes to work. I will make songs every day and send them to my friends. I will make more jokes.