a moment.
and there it went.. the marc chapter in my life closes for a moment with a phone call made before he leaves for peru at six this morning forever. is he ready? of course he is! am i ready? more than i've ever been. it ended in "good bye love" and "goodbye dear."
chapters and chapters have been made. i've circumnavigated the globe, and forgotten all about livejournal until two days ago when someone so strangly reminded me. its just that at this particular moment in time, on my parents computer, i have no one else to write to but the world.
my new chapter is ready. its called the age of Irish Alliteration. i've had clairvoyant moments about my new beloved, and think only that it will end in pain... but i know better than any that my clairvoyancy is cryptic. so cryptic. and when people that i love so start popping up out of the blue- people like juliette, te de'van, and francesca padavano (who i've certainly forgotten for the past 3 years at least), i know that a hard rains gonna fall.
happy 64th birthday dad, i love you so much!
chapters and chapters have been made. i've circumnavigated the globe, and forgotten all about livejournal until two days ago when someone so strangly reminded me. its just that at this particular moment in time, on my parents computer, i have no one else to write to but the world.
my new chapter is ready. its called the age of Irish Alliteration. i've had clairvoyant moments about my new beloved, and think only that it will end in pain... but i know better than any that my clairvoyancy is cryptic. so cryptic. and when people that i love so start popping up out of the blue- people like juliette, te de'van, and francesca padavano (who i've certainly forgotten for the past 3 years at least), i know that a hard rains gonna fall.
happy 64th birthday dad, i love you so much!