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May 06, 2010 23:46

full circle, it seems. alone drunk in my room listening to the more solemn of tom waits.
jep & jimmy have moved out, the ranch is emptying at terrifying speeds. just me & gal tonight, & the cold, & the beer, & probably some things i can't see. tom waits tells me it's time, time, time.

they made me festival director of short & sweet newcastle & i am feeling overwhelmed & intimidated & every now & then i start actually feeling like a 20 year old which is entirely terrible.

newcastle is a brutal place, sometimes. i couldn't tell you the last time i was home alone for a night, but it could have been months or years i don't remember. been thinkin a lot about the Brave Face. about that i see yr dark side.
to bed at 3am awake at 4 30am bed at 5 30am awake at 7am bed at 8am meeting at 9 30am bed at 11 30am awake at 3pm my throat hurts yr shoulder feels nice not really awake at all beer at 8pm awake at monday maybe by friday you know too too much & my dog tooth be shiny & my jeans be not fitting & you be my best friend & there ain't no confusion in that & yr shoulder feels nice & anything say anything north node north node i'm wide awake it's winter i'm wide awake it's morning i'm wide awake no one's ready i can't remember what it feels like to be awake identity individuality duality et ceteraaaaaaaaahhhhh

tom waits tells me nothing's ever yrs to keep, close yr eyes, go to sleep

but i think someone's home
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