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[restlesspoetry]

My sister is home now and she is just like she used to be. Nothing has changed, and that is just awesome. I need people who are their same old selves, and hanging with her is so great. Right now I'm knitting her a hat, according to her four million specifications, since she can't find one she likes. For some reason she asked for bulky yarn, and after knitting socks these 7 mm needles (between US10.5 and 11) feel like knitting with baseball bats. I will post some pics using my brother's fancy bluetooth phone later. Because I still haven't bought a new cord to my camera.

I've been listening a lot to Regina Spektor's Rejazz:

Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't
people's children die and they don't even cry forever
Thought I'd see your face in my mind for all time
But I don't even remember what your ears looked like

And the clock still strikes midnight and noon
and the sun still rises and so does the moon
birds still migrate south and people move on
even though I'm no longer in your arms
Thought the mountain would crumble
and the rivers would bend
but I thought all wrong and the world did not end
guess the maps will just have to stay the same for a while
Didn't even need therapy to rehabilitate my smile
rehabilitate my smile

Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't...