Sometimes I am really not sure how exactly I keep going.

Is it sheer stubbornness? Is it stupidity?

Am I seriously going to throw myself at San Francisco again?

When I was 26 this was less tiring...

I turn 33 in 5 days.

Fuck it, let's do this.

Can't wait 'til that "location" field here on LJ says "San Francisco, CA" again.

It's funny. Ever since Patrick and I split up, I've had a really weird relationship with this apartment. I love it but I just couldn't do anything here because I was just... heartbroken. When Patrick moved out, I got roommates, who lived in the master bedroom, and I lived in the tiny guest room. I'm anxious around people, ESPECIALLY people I live ( Read more... )

Everything has been going so poorly that I keep forgetting to think about how awesome some of it is. I spent two weeks at Burning Man this year and it was fucking incredible. It got rough at some points, but I had good friends around me and the experience overall was fantastic. Ian came back for the first time in five years, and we spent the ( Read more... )

you keep scratching the faces off coins you've collected
as part of your dream
of a picture book future
full of picturesque scenes

you descend
all the way to the end
cause a sere sole
merely glows like coal
it never takes fire
never takes fire

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My life is some kind of opera-style misunderstanding-based clusterfuck at all times. If I don't condense this into a book, it would be tragic.

How do we persevere regardless of our mutual questioning? What we have is so strong. So right. But a shaky house built on a solid foundation... Bah, I won't go into the whole thing. The future is so uncertain ( Read more... )

Having a relationship is HARD ( Read more... )

I love this goddamn city.  I'm happy to be back, Seattle.

Thanks for teaching me that, San Francisco.

And, also, I fucking love San Francisco.  I'm sad to have left.

Thanks for teaching me that, Seattle.

I couldn't sleep, so I'm sitting in the lobby of a hotel in Yreka, CA having a quick bowl of cereal an cup of tea on my way from Seattle to San Francisco, while Patrick sleeps. This move is finally sinking in, I think that might be why I'm sleepless, even though my eyelids feel heavy and I am exhausted.

I find it mildly ironic that the sum total of ( Read more... )

I'm back from Burning Man ( Read more... )

Today is my last day of work before I have a week off ( Read more... )