fat bottom betty

had a very calm & relaxing time at the land we own that’s far enough removed so i don’t see or hear anyone. all there is, is air & trees & sky & listening to my goofy ass dogs do their thing. i like to enjoy a good smoke at times like this. it’s a fairly new thing for me. i also like messin with fire. we burned alot of sentimental documents today...things no one wants but somehow still seem important bc at one time they were cherished by ”her”. they gathered dust in boxes on shelves. it reminds me cremation in a way. if we didn’t burn it, eventually it would rot. which is better? at least while we watched it burn, we thought of her & her relatives & how much they meant to her. we also thought about how useless and worthless all of our shit is.