often i find my moments of clarity on the highway at two in the morning
hopped a bus tuesday afternoon, and ended up staying with john a few days. on the way up i started a new book and was enjoying it but was unfortunately too tired to give it the time i wanted. i was jarred from my nap by a crying, what i'm assuming, nyu student so i moved over and she sat down cradling her mac book. she continued to sob quite a bit and i honestly had no idea what in the fuck was going on. eventually i fumbled around for the only tissue i could find and gave her that. long awkward silence, broken only by more sobs and me scratching my goatee. she eventually and started texting her, as i soon realized, boyfriend at the front of the bus. meanwhile i got a call from my cousin informing my that my great aunt, who'd been sick for quite sometime, had passed away. so intern i had to make a few phone calls of my own to inform my father and the like. all and all, it was a pretty interesting bus ride. the girl eventually went back to her boyfriend to have what i assume is 'the conversation' (not meant to mean anything specifically although i assume that she at least thought it was very important to the rest of their lives). i went back to sleep.
hung out with john and his family for the next few days after that. mostly played videogames, didn't make calls, didn't return them. partly for not wanting to deal with anyone that needs any sort of maintenance and party because i'm sick of how fucking fair-weathered some of them can be (not angry i just don't have time right now). i needed sometime alone with myself in the company of other people, if that makes sense at all. finally watched 'max' on ifc, and it wasn't as good as i had hoped.
actual thanksgiving i spent on the cape with my dad, aunt, uncle, two cousins and my grandfather. it was actually really nice despite all the rain, driving and traffic. that night my dad and i went up to maine so i could basically get my car.
today was the pre-funeral game for my great aunt. it was good to see even more family, regardless of the circumstances. i saw the person who used to take care of me and my best friend when we were four years old. really strange to think that was eighteen years ago. after the wake we went to dinner with most of the family. i came home with lots of good pizza left overs. i didn't stay for the actual funeral on account of the obscene amount of work i need to do in the next three weeks. shoot me please.
i was looking out the sunroof as i was driving (not for long periods of time) and was really amazed at how many more stars there are in the sky even in CT than when you get anywhere close to the city. however, dear new york and especially brooklyn, i fall in love with you ever time i cross the whitestone bridge on my way back home. i want it to be the 15th so bad my heart is going to burst.
hung out with john and his family for the next few days after that. mostly played videogames, didn't make calls, didn't return them. partly for not wanting to deal with anyone that needs any sort of maintenance and party because i'm sick of how fucking fair-weathered some of them can be (not angry i just don't have time right now). i needed sometime alone with myself in the company of other people, if that makes sense at all. finally watched 'max' on ifc, and it wasn't as good as i had hoped.
actual thanksgiving i spent on the cape with my dad, aunt, uncle, two cousins and my grandfather. it was actually really nice despite all the rain, driving and traffic. that night my dad and i went up to maine so i could basically get my car.
today was the pre-funeral game for my great aunt. it was good to see even more family, regardless of the circumstances. i saw the person who used to take care of me and my best friend when we were four years old. really strange to think that was eighteen years ago. after the wake we went to dinner with most of the family. i came home with lots of good pizza left overs. i didn't stay for the actual funeral on account of the obscene amount of work i need to do in the next three weeks. shoot me please.
i was looking out the sunroof as i was driving (not for long periods of time) and was really amazed at how many more stars there are in the sky even in CT than when you get anywhere close to the city. however, dear new york and especially brooklyn, i fall in love with you ever time i cross the whitestone bridge on my way back home. i want it to be the 15th so bad my heart is going to burst.