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subscribeSunday, November 21
Northern winds came whistling through evergreens
Like trains : Cursive
I have been reading the Sandman...
I'm not sure about the next months of my life
But I know I am tired and have a lot to do
New Orleans was comfortable
Thanksgiving has been good, but I am restless
I want to watch you all make the next chess move,
I don't want to think until then
The fireplace crackles, and people smile
In the winter, I imagine your embrace is softer
Like trains : Cursive
I have been reading the Sandman...
I'm not sure about the next months of my life
But I know I am tired and have a lot to do
New Orleans was comfortable
Thanksgiving has been good, but I am restless
I want to watch you all make the next chess move,
I don't want to think until then
The fireplace crackles, and people smile
In the winter, I imagine your embrace is softer
Wednesday, November 17
waking up is the hardest part
unavoidable
the mattress creaks
and the floor thuds
as the people on my roof laugh
If anyone needs me, badly, I will be in New Orleans
unavoidable
the mattress creaks
and the floor thuds
as the people on my roof laugh
If anyone needs me, badly, I will be in New Orleans
Tuesday, November 16
Turkey and Gravy Holiday soda-pop: "If you took gravy, melted it, made a candle, melted that and then added water, you might have this."
Saturday, November 13
I hear it is raining up I-35
I love rain drops
filtering from the sky onto my rooftop
It is not raining here
I like the word schoolishness and naps and stretching my back in the morning, unexpectedly feeling strong
I can't think today, I need a shower and then a nap
Somewhere soft
There are ideas in my head of how to allow myself to experience again, but then my quiet mind shivers with a lack of unrest, a feeling that someone needs me, that I need me, that someone sees the subtle
A deep well of emotion I can't yet grasp
Because of too much foolishness
it would have been wonderful to feel so bad
It Ends with a Fall:
I know it’s coming down,
and see it shattering me
- it doesn’t matter to me,
and I’m not sadder for
seeing it come.
I love rain drops
filtering from the sky onto my rooftop
It is not raining here
I like the word schoolishness and naps and stretching my back in the morning, unexpectedly feeling strong
I can't think today, I need a shower and then a nap
Somewhere soft
There are ideas in my head of how to allow myself to experience again, but then my quiet mind shivers with a lack of unrest, a feeling that someone needs me, that I need me, that someone sees the subtle
A deep well of emotion I can't yet grasp
Because of too much foolishness
it would have been wonderful to feel so bad
It Ends with a Fall:
I know it’s coming down,
and see it shattering me
- it doesn’t matter to me,
and I’m not sadder for
seeing it come.
Tuesday, November 9
Sorry Everybody: a rather humorous site where people upload pictures saying they are sorry for those who voted for Our President.
There is a slow window
If you look
Inside it looks like it does outside
We take so long to learn
Each time I look
I see something change
Paper and shadow
Leading to the new sunrises
If you look
Inside it looks like it does outside
We take so long to learn
Each time I look
I see something change
Paper and shadow
Leading to the new sunrises
Monday, November 8
Evidence about IQ and voting you might find interesting or you might find boring: IQ, statistical correlations, and their relation to politics
Sunday, November 7
Your late Sunday night in Autumn music recommendation, for a few leafy moments of emotional release:Okkervil River
