I want to go home.

There are things at play that I have no control over, things undoing me a little bit. I need to work; I want to sleep.

Yesterday, I was alone but for the dogs who do not bear the burden of solitude well. I played loud and hard because I needed to wreck something, work out a little pressure. It feels good to make noise.

Look at the ( Read more... )

I was obsessing over something I can't remember, something I should remember. Now it is not so much an obsession as it is a little pricking in the back of my mind that pops up when I am not thinking of something else.

I feel indignant about everything that is happening lately, the progress of the world so to speak. It's a little ridiculous, because ( Read more... )

 "The most important thing in life is to stop saying ‘I wish’ and start saying ‘I will.’ Consider nothing impossible, then treat possiblities as probabilities." - David Copperfield (Charles Dickens)

I am restless.

It kills me that on a day as remarkable as this I am doomed to sit inside a dark office attempting tasks I can’t begin to like. I try. ( Read more... )

I feel like being loud. I want to be the sky breaking, a hundred-billion shimmering bits biting the night.

It's amazing the speed at which time moves. I think about where I was a year ago and it's all so different now. Brilliant, mostly, and so different. Things were the same for too long. Now I finally feel that resistance starting to give. Still ( Read more... )

Halloween was last weekend, I should have remembered. Now I'm sitting in Alice Cooper make-up listening to the Kinks on the stereo with no houses to haunt. She sits at my side, singing and consumed by her computer. Like I should talk.
The television plays silently, as it has done for hours, videos singing songs they never knew before.
Once more ( Read more... )