tender
okay. life.
I got to talk to my brother! I got to talk to my brother! Shaun, Mr.I'm-a-tweaker-so-I'm-outta-this-town, who I haven't heard from since I was busted sophmore year for alcohol. He called me then, to bitch about how I knew exactly what that future was, look at him, blah-blah-brotherly love. But I talked to him! On the phone! For ten minutes and let him advise me about school and college and made him tell me about seagulls and New Orleans. Yeah, that's right. In a few months, he's going to New Orleans with a crew that's going to clean up some of the mess. For $30/hour. And I love my brother, because he's me in the fact that we lived in the same womb for nine months and he's been the druggist and he knows what it means to find the loophole in the system. I talked to my brother! I could cry, you know that. Or kiss somebody.
I'm going to Seattle to visit glass shops with Kevin. On Tuesday. And to eat sushi. On Tuesday.
I miss Newt. I have yet to see her (I'm sorry) but I even blew my other brother Jeff off on friday to go work at the shop. He was supposed to come over and help me fix my computer, but I wasn't home and at the shop. Don't worry, Darling. I'm calling tonight.
I'm giddy in a hummingbird-heartbeat sort of way. I'm happy like I don't know what, because all these people around me are so fucking cool and I love my life and I can't wait to be alive. You know that?
I can't wait to be alive.
I got to talk to my brother! I got to talk to my brother! Shaun, Mr.I'm-a-tweaker-so-I'm-outta-this-town, who I haven't heard from since I was busted sophmore year for alcohol. He called me then, to bitch about how I knew exactly what that future was, look at him, blah-blah-brotherly love. But I talked to him! On the phone! For ten minutes and let him advise me about school and college and made him tell me about seagulls and New Orleans. Yeah, that's right. In a few months, he's going to New Orleans with a crew that's going to clean up some of the mess. For $30/hour. And I love my brother, because he's me in the fact that we lived in the same womb for nine months and he's been the druggist and he knows what it means to find the loophole in the system. I talked to my brother! I could cry, you know that. Or kiss somebody.
I'm going to Seattle to visit glass shops with Kevin. On Tuesday. And to eat sushi. On Tuesday.
I miss Newt. I have yet to see her (I'm sorry) but I even blew my other brother Jeff off on friday to go work at the shop. He was supposed to come over and help me fix my computer, but I wasn't home and at the shop. Don't worry, Darling. I'm calling tonight.
I'm giddy in a hummingbird-heartbeat sort of way. I'm happy like I don't know what, because all these people around me are so fucking cool and I love my life and I can't wait to be alive. You know that?
I can't wait to be alive.