Waking life
Farmington was deserted...in a weird way.
The first person I saw when I got there was Seth. We had great airplane hugs. I wished I could have sat him down and had a ketchup...oh and I forgot his book-damn it!
I will bring it up next weekend...yes...sad isn't it? I'm visiting Kristin in portland, and she wants to scamper up to farmtown for saturday night. I can't argue. There are a few people I won't see otherwise. I think that's the last one though. I won't be making any big appearances. I hate to tread on people's toes. The last thing I want is to be "that guy" who says, oh yeah I've graduated but I'll keep visiting for the rest of my life...prolonging the big send off shit. I hate that.
Anyhoot, Pepper and I had dinner with Kevin. I love that kid. We attempted to drag him to portland with us, but he held out even in the wake of some serious temptation...by our powers combined, we are the devil.
This morning was freshly baked cinnamon buns and coffee...a surprise visit from Mr.Clean for sunny chat time. Then a blaze back to my house to the tune of basement jazz kish kash (mighty fine cd I might add). I walked in my door and a pile of letters was waiting on the kitchen table for me. So I took some lunch and a shady corner and read up. It made me wistful and lonely and loved. Oy.
I wrote a few pages in return, composed some french verse, and three riddles, and amazingly...the afternoon disappeared. Then, Corey was calling me and asking me to chill this evening, which I'm all about. Hell, I'll keep imposing on people until they get sick of me. Anything to keep me from being alone with myself.
So that's the update.
I'm feeling sorta loved right now.
The first person I saw when I got there was Seth. We had great airplane hugs. I wished I could have sat him down and had a ketchup...oh and I forgot his book-damn it!
I will bring it up next weekend...yes...sad isn't it? I'm visiting Kristin in portland, and she wants to scamper up to farmtown for saturday night. I can't argue. There are a few people I won't see otherwise. I think that's the last one though. I won't be making any big appearances. I hate to tread on people's toes. The last thing I want is to be "that guy" who says, oh yeah I've graduated but I'll keep visiting for the rest of my life...prolonging the big send off shit. I hate that.
Anyhoot, Pepper and I had dinner with Kevin. I love that kid. We attempted to drag him to portland with us, but he held out even in the wake of some serious temptation...by our powers combined, we are the devil.
This morning was freshly baked cinnamon buns and coffee...a surprise visit from Mr.Clean for sunny chat time. Then a blaze back to my house to the tune of basement jazz kish kash (mighty fine cd I might add). I walked in my door and a pile of letters was waiting on the kitchen table for me. So I took some lunch and a shady corner and read up. It made me wistful and lonely and loved. Oy.
I wrote a few pages in return, composed some french verse, and three riddles, and amazingly...the afternoon disappeared. Then, Corey was calling me and asking me to chill this evening, which I'm all about. Hell, I'll keep imposing on people until they get sick of me. Anything to keep me from being alone with myself.
So that's the update.
I'm feeling sorta loved right now.