playing the piano. slowly, like making love in a sweet tired lul. writing incensantly in my little book. i forget all the things i may have believed before and realize i have to move out of portland within the next year. staying in one place i am still running. my body teeming with volatile energy that is going to corrupt my brain even more if i don't go somewhere else for a time. i meet new and amazing people all the time, and i need to meet them in a different environment as well. i have been thier catalyst for far too long. i have to find my own catalysts.