Jan 12, 2007 14:23
I have a new job.
Also, a harmonica.
I'm going to eat fried ice cream. Isn't it crazy how I have nothing to say on the internet anymore? There's not a damn thing I need to express to the unidentified somebody, and that's ego-building. You can forget how much you've grown out of yourself until you meet old trailmarkers. I don't even like the same things as I did 6 mo. ago. Then my list read 'train tracks and raining, cloves and white chocolate and dark eyeliner and Kafe Kerouac and Anne Sexton' and these days I completed a new list ('cause it's fun and it's always good to know what cheers you up so you have an option when you're depressed), My new list looks like 'plants and my bike and national geographic and turqoise makeup and clocks and David Sedaris and vodka'. It's a natural evolution you forget when you aren't letting things be as fluid as they happily are.
Also I visited Graham and that was a big trailmarker. Through reactions of people and the connectivity of our conversation I see how different things are now. It's awesome to take a point of reference and compare anew.
So that I guess was something I found to say, but thankfully it wasn't out of desperation and it was pretty honest.. Also, honestly, I smell of grilled fish.