Jun 15, 2005 12:41
I transpire with fire and expire in funeral pyre.
I've been cleaning and straightening up my dad's "backroom" [computer / music room] and found a box full of his 'earlier years' -- things left over from childhood amongst numerous pictures from college & some from high school/earlier. Sketchbooks, photography work, art projekts, photo albums. Someday I will be strong enough to uncover his college years and learn about the crazy things he's done, but today is not that day.
I have a leather jacket of his. It's from around 1980, and I'm going to wear it.