in siena, the birds fly in the air all the time, hundreds of them, all the time.
insert poetic musings here
it's like a fucking hitchcock movie
but cuter
europe, in haiku:
every place we go
we become mice in mazes
move on, home, move on
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
qqn m'a dit
so i'm at this hostel with free internet and no one around to use it but me and i find the more i'm online the more i think about things and since the goal was to not think about things to help myself get over everything and give myself a break, isnt the logical course of action to get off the damn compy? it was actually working too, until i got here and started on the intarwebs. alright, whatever, we'll stop.
the keyboard is so old school though...click clack click clack ok i'm done for nowwww
the keyboard is so old school though...click clack click clack ok i'm done for nowwww
Sunday, June 26, 2011
the only good things about good dreams is you forget them eventually. but in dreams, it takes so little, for anything, really. happiness, sadness, inconceivable contentedness, excruciating separation.
guess where i am and guess what topic this post is suspiciously lacking!
don't worry though. when i come back, we'll drink trappist beers and talk deep into the night. one after another, until i know you all again.
I MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH.
but i'm not done by half.
guess where i am and guess what topic this post is suspiciously lacking!
don't worry though. when i come back, we'll drink trappist beers and talk deep into the night. one after another, until i know you all again.
I MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH.
but i'm not done by half.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
old habits die hard
ALSO i had a really fucking vivid dream last night. it was actually a dream within a dream but the dream was so... it was like you couldn't tell, not even from real life. damn. hard to explain, but. could i maybe stop having these? i don't wake up devastated or anything, but...it's vaguely unsettling.
i don't we should be able to remember with such startling clarity ourselves getting the impossible things we want. it makes realization of reality v. unpleasant
but rarely do we practice this, this lack of delusion in real life either, so, forgivesies?
sometimes, when the scope of human desire stretches toward humble, everyday ordinary things, it becomes inevitable.
tl;dr dreams! they can fuck you up
i don't we should be able to remember with such startling clarity ourselves getting the impossible things we want. it makes realization of reality v. unpleasant
but rarely do we practice this, this lack of delusion in real life either, so, forgivesies?
sometimes, when the scope of human desire stretches toward humble, everyday ordinary things, it becomes inevitable.
tl;dr dreams! they can fuck you up
Monday, June 6, 2011
facts about memory
1. smell is the sense that's most closely linked to memory. so if you wanna get out with minimal damage from the start, don't fucking smell anything. and change things up while you're at it so you don't form any associations.
2. in the event that this has happened, be aware that everyone forgets eventually.
3. if you're the type that REALLY tends to remember things (and well), be aware that everyone forgets eventually.
so just be a little patient.
and don't be angry at others' ability to move on so easily. (what, like you've never been that guy.)
and don't be angry.
/soapbox
whew.
2. in the event that this has happened, be aware that everyone forgets eventually.
3. if you're the type that REALLY tends to remember things (and well), be aware that everyone forgets eventually.
so just be a little patient.
and don't be angry at others' ability to move on so easily. (what, like you've never been that guy.)
and don't be angry.
/soapbox
whew.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
wish i had a pizza and a bottle of wine
i was talking with evan about this, and idk. well.....
it's just.
does this make ANYONE ELSE uncomfortable?
it is so orange. and it wears tennis shoes
it's just.
does this make ANYONE ELSE uncomfortable?
it is so orange. and it wears tennis shoes
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