oh, you're gonna be my wound
i have a bruise on my cheek, right under my left eye, from furtive heads butting in the dark, unaccustomed to so much space. I am coming back to livejournal just to keep a record of my days, so here's the shorthand, i'm just tired of forgetting.
monday night: faux sickness, sequined minidress, LADY GAGA, drinks with katie and bryan, excessive quantities of everything, fast and deep conversation with kami, excessive quantities of everything else, a quiet little stoney voice peaking out under the covers and the wild darkness that followed.
in the morning, a most restless sleep and cold, a bright windy day of weed and mimosas, weiler's and pajamas and, considering some circumstances, almost no contemplation. at night, a reunion that filled a well inside me, a well that spilled out of meggie's eyes and drowned hillary and i in a kind of loud, faint induced splendor, drowned us all in beer and whiskey and friendship and love, love, love. stayed up with erin until 3 am talking about someone i don't care about, but do. i know that i care about all the people that drove all the way to see me last night, and i cuddled with misty and didn't sleep and am here at work now and you know what? i'm finding and focusing on all the ways life is so good.
i'll do a stream of consciousness about monday night when i'm not at work, because lady gaga fucking changed the game for me and it was one of the best nights of my life.
monday night: faux sickness, sequined minidress, LADY GAGA, drinks with katie and bryan, excessive quantities of everything, fast and deep conversation with kami, excessive quantities of everything else, a quiet little stoney voice peaking out under the covers and the wild darkness that followed.
in the morning, a most restless sleep and cold, a bright windy day of weed and mimosas, weiler's and pajamas and, considering some circumstances, almost no contemplation. at night, a reunion that filled a well inside me, a well that spilled out of meggie's eyes and drowned hillary and i in a kind of loud, faint induced splendor, drowned us all in beer and whiskey and friendship and love, love, love. stayed up with erin until 3 am talking about someone i don't care about, but do. i know that i care about all the people that drove all the way to see me last night, and i cuddled with misty and didn't sleep and am here at work now and you know what? i'm finding and focusing on all the ways life is so good.
i'll do a stream of consciousness about monday night when i'm not at work, because lady gaga fucking changed the game for me and it was one of the best nights of my life.