Steve Oliver

As if I were standing in the desert, I am hot, and the cold shower water is just what I need. In fact, I am not. I am just waiting for the hot water, but I kept coming back to the image of being in the dry, hot desert. I need cold water. I love it. Perfect.   I could be shivering. I was. Then I remembered I was in the middle of the desert. Then, I remembered myself running around campus, sweating, hot, running around, on a mission and tacky. My hair, my back, my hairy back, jk, it's only fuzzy, and the freezing water I could have stood and wasted, just felt so damn good. I remembered all couple day camping trips, to Split Mountain, fryin like a lizard, in mexico, chasing trucks and drinking too many tecates. Ah!!! Perfect!!