Wrote something new tonight, and boy howdy, shaking off the dust.
Also, I’ve decided that Grad school will happen. Cool.
More on this as it develops. Also, give me something to write about long form, suggestions?
I’ve tagged Olympics because I’m clever and more people might see this that way. ^_^
I recently watched some home movies from the 80’s and 90’s. I saw my old home. I saw how I began, I saw my parents a lifetime ago. I realize I’m close to where they were. They struggled, but they bonded. They made memories.
I’m excited to connect my body and my mind. I’m excited for a vacation anywhere.
The present is a gift, and I just want to be.
More coming really soon.
It’s about that time where the internet has gone from entertaining me to making me want to peel skin.
I. In a state of hard questions. Of hard days. Hard truths. Hell, even hard-ons, I guess. I guess what I’m saying is that when the lights go off and we place our heads on our pillows, we want to think of soft things. Things that help us drift. We want to feel our limbs weave into the blackness of it.
II. I’ve taken no time to look outside. And I have to walk outside to get in.
III. Today I saw two dead birds, and a dead dog in the road, and my day was shaken. Be careful when driving, for the love of God.
IV. I was reading up on recent deaths and I noticed that the people who seemed to live the longest were quiet artists. Except for the ones who probably drankliver canceror smokedlung cancer.I understand though. Those people were allotted more time, and didn’t feel like it, so they passed it along for us to use. That’s damned fine of them.
V. I made it through college without logging my dyslexia at the disability center.
I’m graduating in 3 days. That’s nuts. I’m also looking for new work. Also nuts.
I don’t want to grow up. I might be on here more again. I miss wringing my brain out here, and I need to beef up my writing samples so, Here it goes.