moon morning
gods, it's bright and cloudless again today. this is a good thing - this means i can wake up easily whenever i want to. grey mornings mean sleeping in soggily, drenched in persistent dreamstates that remain at the foreground long after waking and coffeeing and cigaretting.
i never used to have dreams about losing textbooks or showing up naked to class or anything along those lines. probably because as a kid everything is secure, even when it really isn't. it was always a given that someone would wake me up and make me breakfast and be sure i wasn't naked when putting me into the car to take me to school. in fact, it was their life that centered around mine for so long.
i guess i transitioned out of that a long time ago, but i still had at least a couple people living with me that either went to school with me, or had it in their best interest to be sure i was at school. i pride myself on finishing off freshman year at high school living in a tent on landis green. only did i ever miss one day, and not becuase i was sick, but because i hadn't done a paper. gabe was all over me, tony, too, in his quiet stand-there-and-look-official way. "yeah well you're going to school tomorrow. try and stay out of sight until you're supposed to be off, okay?" i can understand. i could then, too. a fifteen year old staying in a tent to help out with a protest was one thing if you could keep it under wraps, but a fifteen year old truant camping out was entirely another. i wasn't worried because i knew i didn't really answer to sail then and i never would have.
i remember the circumstances of dropping out rather well, too. but that's for another entry. it's 9:39 in the A.M. and i'm going to have to go into town early today, catching the only ride i can with my neighbor Cindy at noon. basil was about to snap last night, doing the f.a.f.s.a. for ava and i at the same time. i think he was quoted four times as saying "never have children!" i think bo was taken slightly aback when he told it to him, but ava and i just laughed when it was recounted to us. he's been saying that for years. oh, bo. he grew up in such a together family. his parents are still married, with only a teenage daughter left in the house to raise. sometimes it really shows through, but it's hard to suprise him still, he has seen and done so much.
it makes me glad that we've seen and done a good bit of it together in the three years that i've known him. he is more handsome inside and out every day.
so i was getting around to saying that basil took off - the reason for catching a ride with cindy - for a couple days to get the fuck out of civilisation before he had to go pick up izzi from florida. this should be.. this could be disastrous, with bo working forty hour weeks and coming home to the ten year old whirlwind of fashion and hate that she can be. phaah. i don't know. we'll see how that goes. poor basil. poor bo.
lil.
i never used to have dreams about losing textbooks or showing up naked to class or anything along those lines. probably because as a kid everything is secure, even when it really isn't. it was always a given that someone would wake me up and make me breakfast and be sure i wasn't naked when putting me into the car to take me to school. in fact, it was their life that centered around mine for so long.
i guess i transitioned out of that a long time ago, but i still had at least a couple people living with me that either went to school with me, or had it in their best interest to be sure i was at school. i pride myself on finishing off freshman year at high school living in a tent on landis green. only did i ever miss one day, and not becuase i was sick, but because i hadn't done a paper. gabe was all over me, tony, too, in his quiet stand-there-and-look-official way. "yeah well you're going to school tomorrow. try and stay out of sight until you're supposed to be off, okay?" i can understand. i could then, too. a fifteen year old staying in a tent to help out with a protest was one thing if you could keep it under wraps, but a fifteen year old truant camping out was entirely another. i wasn't worried because i knew i didn't really answer to sail then and i never would have.
i remember the circumstances of dropping out rather well, too. but that's for another entry. it's 9:39 in the A.M. and i'm going to have to go into town early today, catching the only ride i can with my neighbor Cindy at noon. basil was about to snap last night, doing the f.a.f.s.a. for ava and i at the same time. i think he was quoted four times as saying "never have children!" i think bo was taken slightly aback when he told it to him, but ava and i just laughed when it was recounted to us. he's been saying that for years. oh, bo. he grew up in such a together family. his parents are still married, with only a teenage daughter left in the house to raise. sometimes it really shows through, but it's hard to suprise him still, he has seen and done so much.
it makes me glad that we've seen and done a good bit of it together in the three years that i've known him. he is more handsome inside and out every day.
so i was getting around to saying that basil took off - the reason for catching a ride with cindy - for a couple days to get the fuck out of civilisation before he had to go pick up izzi from florida. this should be.. this could be disastrous, with bo working forty hour weeks and coming home to the ten year old whirlwind of fashion and hate that she can be. phaah. i don't know. we'll see how that goes. poor basil. poor bo.
lil.