kwanzaa
Holidays have been shooed away for next year. I got an electric kettle, of which I am far too happy about and also of which, somehow makes me feel like an adult (getting appliances for Xmas is when it all descends...)
I feel good about life despite several thwartings of luck to have come my way. My car is broke, my bank just raped me and left me the tab, and I cannot be with the man I want to be with. For now.
Tennessee is coming, come hell or high water...but the water may just get a little higher along the way. I have absolutely no money, which is fun--when your account is zero not negative 366.
My relationship with James has seemed to been mended, which makes me happy. For a long time the youngest of my two brothers really did not care for me very much. I think its because he is a very difficult child to deal with and back when I lived with them for 6 months I was in no position to have patience with him. He's very perceptive to such things and so it caused a big riff that I am happy to have resolved. I have just purposefully spent a lot more quality time and attention on him and reached out to his level.
I have been running nearly everyday and that feels good. Its often quite hard on me to run outside, especially during the winter months where my asthma makes my lungs feel on fire and causes me some pain. But, fuck it. I am Chuck Norris.
I am reading "How to be Good" by Nick Hornby and have begun, "The Beach." I am also reading thru a collection of parables by this dude I have forgotten his name, but he wrote "The Prophet." Anyhow, I am also going to begin the "Sideways" one soon as well. Thats how I like to play it, reading about 4 novels at a time where I start mixing plots and characters. Hehe.
I am ready to hit the road again soon. I want to be back out west, thru the desert and all along that coastal highway. There isnt anything like it.
Despite my happiness about the future and the good to come my way, I have been rather weepy about circumstance and family issues. Listening to Stevie Nicks really doesnt help that situation, nor do sentimental records from Iron&Wine and Ray Lamontagne.
Creatively, I've been shit lately. I think I have been too wrapped up in love and purpose with hope to pin some of that focused energy down... but I mean which one are you going to choose?
I have been in a real dreamy state as of late as well because its what keeps me afloat. There's an attainable dream to be had and I cannot wait to follow it.
I feel good about life despite several thwartings of luck to have come my way. My car is broke, my bank just raped me and left me the tab, and I cannot be with the man I want to be with. For now.
Tennessee is coming, come hell or high water...but the water may just get a little higher along the way. I have absolutely no money, which is fun--when your account is zero not negative 366.
My relationship with James has seemed to been mended, which makes me happy. For a long time the youngest of my two brothers really did not care for me very much. I think its because he is a very difficult child to deal with and back when I lived with them for 6 months I was in no position to have patience with him. He's very perceptive to such things and so it caused a big riff that I am happy to have resolved. I have just purposefully spent a lot more quality time and attention on him and reached out to his level.
I have been running nearly everyday and that feels good. Its often quite hard on me to run outside, especially during the winter months where my asthma makes my lungs feel on fire and causes me some pain. But, fuck it. I am Chuck Norris.
I am reading "How to be Good" by Nick Hornby and have begun, "The Beach." I am also reading thru a collection of parables by this dude I have forgotten his name, but he wrote "The Prophet." Anyhow, I am also going to begin the "Sideways" one soon as well. Thats how I like to play it, reading about 4 novels at a time where I start mixing plots and characters. Hehe.
I am ready to hit the road again soon. I want to be back out west, thru the desert and all along that coastal highway. There isnt anything like it.
Despite my happiness about the future and the good to come my way, I have been rather weepy about circumstance and family issues. Listening to Stevie Nicks really doesnt help that situation, nor do sentimental records from Iron&Wine and Ray Lamontagne.
Creatively, I've been shit lately. I think I have been too wrapped up in love and purpose with hope to pin some of that focused energy down... but I mean which one are you going to choose?
I have been in a real dreamy state as of late as well because its what keeps me afloat. There's an attainable dream to be had and I cannot wait to follow it.