theres always room for cello

Jan 05, 2008 23:53

holymotherfucker...

the arsenal of school work in this last semester of my degree is ridonculous..yet oddly alluring..
i find myself itching to start..like sliding into homebase methinks; the scrape on your leg is imminent, but ten you score! (get your minds out of the guttah!)

holidays were utterly wonderful..sleeping eating, hanging with my beautiful family and generally relaxing..there is something to be said about waking up and not feeling the looming need to write a apper or fulfill some duty..somedays it is sooo nice to lie on your kitchen floor in the sun..for those of us with a kitchen floor...and a sun!

im feeling pretty wonderful these days..ykow that feeing when youare emotional, but in a way that you just understand yourself?..it could also be that this time of the year reminds me of my father ..

school is something else, i find it really interesting what four years of school does, its like a circle in some ways..you enter in a state of pure openness..go trhough a cycle of anger, resistance and a beleif that you can change everything..
and the you settle into this place somewhere in between..
acknowledging the shitty systemic malfunctions of that yield social injustices,
while still being able to live your life in a way that is bright, bold and organic..
the big global picture means nothing, if you dont stop to breathe...and smile..and bitch..and sleep..and protest..and concede..
heh heh..all this from a bike ride..

i fell 7 times on NYEve..heh heh..
simmilicious is currently under the guise of limpilicious...

much love and cambozola cheese..
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