Otto is a Palindrome

This summer is the summer of new. Rebirth. Inspiration. Color. Of dirty feet and lost shoes, Burnettes, beer, Scott’s, the lake, the rock pile, Nevada city, Auburn, the state fair, Tahoe, switching to camels. Sitting on my trunk, watching the lights below the hills, laughter, touching, happiness, getting 5 hours of sleep a night but having the energy to do it all over again the next day. New music, good music, sentiment, art, creativity. Hot tubs, driving to nowhere, pushing my bangs back, the most passionate kissing, refreshment. Drunkeness and smiles, bruised knees, secrets, insecurities, intimacy, laying my head on your chest, sharing, 2 hour long goodbyes. Plans, life, feeling alive again, feeling beauty again. Even the air smells better.