Thursday, April 30, 2009

rememberance


might get a free tattoo tomorrow. i'm thinking something like this


Thursday, April 9, 2009

anne arbour

I think I remember it now. Being psyched on life because of how much "love" you have.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Smoking Basic Lights in bed. Reminds me of something. Philadelphia, restless. Old leaves collecting on the ground infront of old statues or fences. Laying with a body who covered up all the holes in his wall with posters. The woman of the house showed me when he was at work. She offered me a Jello shot. I took one. It was Red.

Monday, April 6, 2009

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My mother used to ask me what the sound of one hand clapping was. I never knew. She and my sister would laugh when I would ask, "Well, what is it, would you just tell me?"

I think I get it now. I think.


Remember to ask the right questions.

long days



top-thought it looked like new york city when i walked into our room the other day. never been there. yet.
bottom-i carried you, my new lamp, in the whipping wind and rain, shielding us from the harshness, while people in their cars gave us weird looks. but you're home now. with me.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

my horoscope:

Today you're in the midst of swirling passions and might try to find your way back to a more intellectual platform, for that's where you shine. Nevertheless, the emotionally charged energy will likely push you right to the edge of discomfort. It's even more problematic because you don't know which way to turn in order to find happiness. Indulging your senses looks like the easy way out, but it's really just a distraction from the real work at hand.



For yesterday. Oh man. How can you tell if you're going crazy? Does it even make a difference? Is everyone already crazy? Fuck. I still don't know shit, man, and will I ever?


For some reason things seemed simpler for me in Indiana. Could be the fact that I was just going to school and only working 20 hours a week and I loved the shit out of my job and my classes. Could just be the rolling hills and open lands. Shit just seems so heavy and complicated here. I feel like there is never enough time to do anything. Like I'm always stuck in some way.

Stayed up till 5 last night. Want to fall asleep in this office chair. Goodnight.