september.
i still exist.
i fall asleep everywhere, no matter the time of day or the place and cannot wait for things to slow down.
i need time to study important things. the way my cat lays in the sunlight and stretches out, the birthmarks and scars on my girlfriend's body, the time of day when the sun goes down, the autumn air, and all of the books collecting dust in my bedroom.
the air is getting cold and everything feels new.
there are so many new people, new feelings, new plans.
yet still i feel like i've grown so many years beyond my age.
i feel like i've spent a lifetime in this city and i cannot wait to move on.
this is home and i know it. the poconos are home and i know it.
but i need to separate myself from myself.
kristine and i are considering iowa, montana, and south dakota.
where the mornings will always feel like they did today and we can hide under blankets and keep each other warm.
i fell in love with her somehow and everything has fallen into place.
once a week i go to a classroom in north philadelphia and help seventh graders read.
once a week i'll also be teaching a shakespeare class to middle school kids who want more opportunities.
teaching was never my first choice as far as professions go. but it found me and woke me up.
the days seem so short and everything in my apartment has become obsolete.
except for the bed and the couch and the shower.
the leaves have started falling.
i think (very often) of all the people that have ever been in my life.
and feel them from miles away.
i fall asleep everywhere, no matter the time of day or the place and cannot wait for things to slow down.
i need time to study important things. the way my cat lays in the sunlight and stretches out, the birthmarks and scars on my girlfriend's body, the time of day when the sun goes down, the autumn air, and all of the books collecting dust in my bedroom.
the air is getting cold and everything feels new.
there are so many new people, new feelings, new plans.
yet still i feel like i've grown so many years beyond my age.
i feel like i've spent a lifetime in this city and i cannot wait to move on.
this is home and i know it. the poconos are home and i know it.
but i need to separate myself from myself.
kristine and i are considering iowa, montana, and south dakota.
where the mornings will always feel like they did today and we can hide under blankets and keep each other warm.
i fell in love with her somehow and everything has fallen into place.
once a week i go to a classroom in north philadelphia and help seventh graders read.
once a week i'll also be teaching a shakespeare class to middle school kids who want more opportunities.
teaching was never my first choice as far as professions go. but it found me and woke me up.
the days seem so short and everything in my apartment has become obsolete.
except for the bed and the couch and the shower.
the leaves have started falling.
i think (very often) of all the people that have ever been in my life.
and feel them from miles away.