beginning june
I think the blog turns charming on Saturdays. It's June now, hello again. I couldn't go to the fair, and I don't think I will be able to. Sucks somewhat.
( for lovers who hesitate-JANNABI playing) I think it rained while I was sleeping. I might start putting up pictures on the blog here. For some visual pleasure because reading rants could only be so much fun. I like Garcia Marquez more than I expected to. That's nice I suppose. I really am shitty at maps. I should get M to teach me. Waye, if you're reading this, it was M's suggestion that I ask, it's alright. Domino, nevermind. I'm being mean. I'm sorry. I just wish some things would be different. (Soleil soleil-pomme playing) I think things will get better. They're reading a Louise Gluck poem on the podcast. Somebody said being lonely is like standing still and watching everyone else go past you. I think he meant feeling left out.
I'll be back after I've defeated these maps. I'll leave a picture of the storm from my window to tide you over until then.
How did we become adults? everyday is a heavy burden and i can't go any further.
ReplyDeleteBut we still have to. We were already adults in a child's body. We have to keep on flying to reach our home. Our home. That beautiful haven awaiting us. That home needs a beautiful soul.
When you wake up from sleep, it'll be alright. It's going to be alright. Everything is going to be okay. Fly on and i'll fly next to you
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