DOG

Dog backwards spells God. I met God in a small kitchen just down the street from my loft in San Francisco. He told me he still loves you. And that I couldn't have Cash in his kitchen because if the health inspector walked in he would kill him. So I left. I snapped this photo on the way out. Watching Cash strut home I thought about being a dog, about living my life in the moment, seizing every opportunity for what it's fully worth and not worrying about tomorrow or yesterday because worrying solves nothing. Living in the now. I like to think this will work because I play silly games in my head and now backwards spells won.