a beautiful little fool!

Apr 02, 2006 13:25

i spent days walking in heavy boots up and down big hills, and little bits of rain held tight to my skin and sometimes drew pictures on my face with mascara. and there were blisters and sore joints, but mostly we'd hit some street and i'd look up at the people i don't know at a coffee shop that has become part of our routine and there would be new things to look at, and i'd just smile and not be able to stop. and there's something comforting in the familiar faces coming back to a new place, it was something else and something comforting, and even though i won't want to drive for a long time, there were 3 full rainbows on that 101 stretch where things start to look like something out of a propoganda poster for an agrarian revolution, so that has to be a good sign, right? and we had a fire escape, those are lucky too.
and sometimes it feels like proof that moving on, being what i do, is the right thing. because, you know, there are times where we shouldn't have to ask for help, where the system that binds us up is just there outstretched below us, because i'm tired of asking. it is good when things are there, but feels something like sad when they're not where you'd been rooted.
this lack of control, then, in where and who we are. it is at once so good and so not.

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in other news, i got a 4.0 this quarter. and 5 units for a 4 unit shakespeare class. this is something that, because of its clarity and absolute nature, will be an easy, comforting end note. accomplishments are always easier.
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