a bird in flight in it's simplest form.

[lookatpicasso]

i am sickey. i can feel myself getting more and more tired. i had a date tonight! what should i do?! I'm nervous because I just am. I haven't had a date in a while. i'm sick and bleh. his name is Jan (yan) and he's from Belgium. he's really tall and nice and has a bike, whom i've named margeritte. he studies economics and likes techno (bleh! haha, goes to show that i do like people with bad taste in moosic). I'm honestly scared of getting involved with someone. I'm leaving in a couple months. and the whole opening up part just gives me the willies. I'm too difficult and sensitive. I should wave a warning sign.

who/what am i thinking of lately? this week is: contemporary art, patti smith, bauhaus, constantin branscusi and joanna newsom.

I wrote the neatest thing on a letter to my friend rachel last night. it compared my sentiments about life right now and one of my favorite sculptures by branscusi, "bird in space".

I hope everyone is weeeelll. SEnd me letters and money. haha. maybe some tofurkey. mmmm. but yeha. i love y'all. j'espere tout va bien.
bisous.