shedding some biology
For dinner: spinach, lamb chop, pasta w. butter, and shared a pomegranate with Leslie. We've now come to Starbucks across the street. Leslie is on the computer, possibly on Facebook. Well, we are definitely immersed in this nation's culture, huh. And inside Starbucks we are all reading or on our computers. The song sings, "don't ever go..." I wonder if I'm listening, subconsciously; if I ever will go. Who asks that of me other than Starbucks music?
I miss my family. I miss Mom and Dad and Lauren. I am sad tonight because my family misses me too and I am so far away-I even miss the dogs. Ellie, Roxie and Dobby. All of them so small; E. & R. w. such pink, fragile and maybe slightly transparent skin around their eyes… Rain was coming down hard earlier, sort of off and on now. "Heh heh heh..." screeched the lady behind me.
I have been tearing my teeth apart, grinding them all over Manhattan. Wouldn't be surprised if an impromptu monument erects on the East side of Central Park entirely out of bits of my teeth.
How quickly this all happened! I vividly remember going to the airport and leaving Mom and Dad and Lauren. Saying goodbye. They were all so sad. I felt excited as though I couldn’t even narrowly comprehend what was happening. How fast! Remarkable... It feels like I am actually alone, in contrast to all the times I may have complained of that feeling in the ordinary way people do at times.
I could be in Laguna Hills right now petting Ellie on my bed, getting ready to sleep and wake up for work at Sephora. OR I can arrive in the present, be in Manhattan all alone, yet earning insight as to who I truly am and what destiny I may achieve. So I can wake up tomorrow, work diligently, find a job, and put a new life in order.
I miss my family. I miss Mom and Dad and Lauren. I am sad tonight because my family misses me too and I am so far away-I even miss the dogs. Ellie, Roxie and Dobby. All of them so small; E. & R. w. such pink, fragile and maybe slightly transparent skin around their eyes… Rain was coming down hard earlier, sort of off and on now. "Heh heh heh..." screeched the lady behind me.
I have been tearing my teeth apart, grinding them all over Manhattan. Wouldn't be surprised if an impromptu monument erects on the East side of Central Park entirely out of bits of my teeth.
How quickly this all happened! I vividly remember going to the airport and leaving Mom and Dad and Lauren. Saying goodbye. They were all so sad. I felt excited as though I couldn’t even narrowly comprehend what was happening. How fast! Remarkable... It feels like I am actually alone, in contrast to all the times I may have complained of that feeling in the ordinary way people do at times.
I could be in Laguna Hills right now petting Ellie on my bed, getting ready to sleep and wake up for work at Sephora. OR I can arrive in the present, be in Manhattan all alone, yet earning insight as to who I truly am and what destiny I may achieve. So I can wake up tomorrow, work diligently, find a job, and put a new life in order.